Criminal Minds (2005–…): Season 7, Episode 5 - From Childhood's Hour - full transcript

(pounding, doorknob rattling)

BOY (crying):
Mom, open the door. Please.

(pounding)

Mom? Open the door!

Please don't, Mom!

Please don't!

Please don't. Please.

-(pounding continues)
-Open the door! Please!

Please don't, Mom!

(pounding continues)

(sobbing)



Mom? Open the door.

(sniffling)

-(pounding continues)
-Mom!

Open it!

(sobbing)

Mom, please...

Mom...

Come on.

Come on, Bobby!

Let's go.

(crying):
Let me stay with you.

Oh, don't cry, sweetheart.

Come on, please?

I don't want to do this again.



(sniffles)

I know, and I'm so,
so, so sorry.

(sniffles)

Evertyhing's gonna be okay.

(whispers):
It's okay.

(sniffles)

Go on.

(engine starts)

(brakes squeak)

What are you doing here?

Thank you.

I-I am really sorry.

-I had to take that.
-It's okay.

Fruit plate, huh?

Whatever happened to the usual

bacon and eggs,
extra grease on the side?

Well, I've changed.

Okay, the cantaloupe
was for your benefit.

When we were married,
you were always

warning me about
clogged arteries.

And you would
always say to me...

"Nobody lives forever."

So, how's San Francisco?

Oh, you know, fog,
cable cars, the usual.

You know, I'm really glad
you called me.

It would be nice
if we saw each other

more than once
every three or four years.

Maybe we can.

So, give me the update.

Anybody serious in your life?

Well, there are all those serial
killers; they're pretty serious.

I meant in your personal life.

No, there isn't.

How about you?

Mm-mm.

You know...

David...

-(phone ringing)
-I've been wanting...

-Damn it, l...
You got to go.

I know.

(laughs) It's okay.
It's comforting to know

that some things never change.

Look, how much longer
are you gonna be in town?

About a week or so, probably.

Why don't you come over
to my place

for dinner before you head back?

I still make a monster cioppino.

I would like that very much.

Great.

-Ciao.
-Ciao.

Hey, I'm sorry I'm late.

I got hung up with something.

What do we got?

-Child abduction in St. Louis.
Yeah, uh, Bobby Smith,

nine years old,
vanished 48 hours ago

from a residential area
where his mother, Marlene Smith,

claims to have dropped him off.

48 hours, and we're
just learning about it now?

Yeah, that's 'cause Mom
didn't know her son was gone.

She assumed that he was
with the grandmother

and just left him there.

So, she's not exactly on a short
list for Mother of the Year.

What about the father? -Uh,
he was convicted of embezzling

from his workplace
two years ago.

Currently cooling his heels
in state prison.

If it's a stranger abduction,
the first 24 hours are critical.

This kid's already been
missing twice that long.

Which is why we shouldn't
waste any more time. Let's go.

Brought you something
to eat, Bobby.

Got to go to work now.

When can I see my mom?

(heavy sigh)

I already told you.

We'll talk about your mom later.

No! Don't go!

RElD: "From childhood's hour,
I have not been as others were.

I have not seen as others saw. "

Edgar Allan Poe.

St. Louis.

Oh, probably a couple days.

I'll let you know.

Can't wait. Bye.

What?

Nothing. Just somebody's
got a little extra pep

in their step this morning,
that's all.

PRENTlSS: Probably
doubled up on his vitamins.

Well, he doubled up
on something.

-(JJ chuckles)
-Garcia, what have you got

on the mother?

Oh, I have so much
on the mother,

and try as I might,
none of it is good.

Marlene Smith has a history
of erratic behavior,

seriously clinically depressed,
two suicide attempts

-in the last five years.
Was she being treated

-for her depression?
-Oh, my gosh, yes.

Like, more pill popping
than Elvis, yes.

Depression is
one of the few things

that can overwhelm
the maternal instinct.

What about the grandmother?

I don't have anything
on her yet,

but don't reach for your remote.

I'll be back...

Two suicide attempts--

why hasn't Child Services
intervened?

ROSSl:
Probably talked her way

-out of it.
-Most social service

organizations are
overworked and underfunded.

Things slip through the cracks.

RElD:
As this boy's mother tried

to commit suicide and he's from
a chronically unhappy household,

maybe this wasn't
an abduction at all.

What if Bobby simply ran away?

When nine-year-olds run away,
they're usually home for supper.

JJ, you and l
will talk to the mother.

Morgan and Reid,
go to the boy's house.

Prentiss, you and Dave
assess the site

where the mother claims
to have dropped him off.

Detective Woods.
Glad to have you here.

This is Agent Jareau.

-Agent.
-Hi.

How's the mother doing?

She's a wreck.

Can't get much from her
till she calms down.

I think you should
talk to her alone.

-Okay.
-I'll leave you to it.

I'll watch from here.

Mrs. Smith?

I'm Agent Jareau. Jennifer.

I'm with the FBl.

Did you hear any more
about my Bobby?

-No, ma'am.
-(sighs)

But our entire team is here, and
we are the best at what we do.

We're gonna need
your help, okay?

(sniffles)
Okay.

I have a boy of my own.

He's almost three.

I... can't even imagine

what you are going through.

He's so little.

I know.

Can you tell me
what happened the morning

you dropped him off?

I was having one of my bad days.

JJ: And what does
one of your bad days look like?

I wanted to hurt myself.

I can't control it.

Is that why you took him
to his grandmother?

Yeah. I have to protect him.

And you had
done this in the past?

Yeah.

I just had to get him
out of the house.

You know? I just had
to get him out of the house.

That's all I kept thinking
about, was just get him out!

Get him out!

Cheerful.

Depression is a vicious cycle.

It frequently manifests itself
in the degradation

of one's personal
living environment,

which in turn fuels the
depression, which then

worsens the living environment.

All right, I'll take
a look around in here.

I'll let you
check out the kitchen.

Ah, the kitchen.

-ls there a problem?
-Frankly, I'm not too anxious

to see the perishable-food
version of this room.

MARLENE (sighs):
So when I was feeling better,

I-I went to my mother's
to pick him up, and...

that's when they told me
he wasn't there.

You didn't call ahead
before you dropped him off?

Yeah, she didn't answer.

JJ: She doesn't have
an answering machine?

Yeah, she does, but there
wasn't time for that.

(exhales)

Please help me understand,
Mrs. Smith.

It takes ten seconds
to leave a message.

Look, these...
these bad days you have,

I understand.

There... there must be times

-when...
-Look.

(sobbing):
Bobby saw me do this before.

Twice.

I had to get him
out of the house!

Don't you understand?

Okay.

(Marlene crying)

Four pair of shoes.

Why exactly is that relevant?
-Come on, Reid, how many women

you know only have four pairs
of shoes in their closet?

My experience
in and around women's closets

isn't exactly extensive enough
to really formulate an opinion.

(chuckles):
Well, the answer is none.

You can take my word for it.

(Morgan sighs)

-MORGAN: Wow.
-She even set up a separate area

so he could do his homework.

Mom has serious
financial issues,

denies herself
even the smallest luxury,

-and yet... -Splurges
to take her son to an expensive

theme park and then buys a pricy
picture frame so he can remember

the experience.

Hey, buddy.

After work I stopped
and got you something.

120 colors.

The biggest box they had.

I want to go home now.

I need to ask you
something, Bobby.

Your mother,
she's unhappy a lot.

Would you like it
if her pain could stop?

Because I can make that happen.

Do you want me to help your mom?

That's good, Bobby.

That means you're strong...

Iike me.

You made the right decision.

Wait. Where are you going?

To help your mom.

Why don't you draw
a picture while I'm gone.

(door locks)

Mother's not a suspect anymore?

Based on our assessment,
we need to reprioritize.

(sighs) The concern
for her son was genuine.

Her tone of voice,
body language.

She didn't once ask
if she was in trouble,

under arrest, where's
my lawyer, none of that.

Home environment points

the same direction--
money's tight, but Mom did

whatever she could to create
a nice world for her son.

Whatever cash she had,
she spent on him.

Only four pairs of shoes
in her closet.

And she taught her son
to be self-sufficient.

The kitchen was scaled down

to a nine-year-old's level
so he could microwave

his own meals,
get food and utensils

from the pantry;
he even had

his own little key ring
so he could come and go

-as he pleased.
-How'd it go?

It took a while,
but Grandma's alibi checked out.

She was with two lady friends in
Seneca, other side of the state.

PRENTlSS:
Acquaintances,

relatives, teachers--
so far they've all checked out.

This is starting to look
more and more

Iike a stranger abduction.

Yeah, except the area
Bobby disappeared from

has a decent amount
of foot traffic.

If he'd put up a struggle,

chances are someone
would have noticed.

My guess is,
Bobby knew his abductor,

or trusted him.

The trip to Grandma's house was
a spur-of-the-moment decision.

The UnSub must
have been staking out

the mother's house, saw them
leave and then followed.

Self-sufficient kids learn
to trust their own judgment.

How did the UnSub
get into Bobby's life?

And what's he
trying to accomplish?

(Bobby humming
"Pop! Goes the Weasel")

(continues humming)

(keys jangle)

Excuse me, ma'am?

Mrs. Smith?

I know where your son is.

What?!

Where?

I can take you to him.

(Bobby continues humming)

(Bobby's humming
distorts, echoes)

(distorted humming continues)

(distorted, echoing
humming continues)

(Bobby humming faster)

(humming slows down, tune ends)

RElD: There's something
strange about the body.

She was slaughtered by someone
completely out of control,

yet on her wrists
there are precise wounds

on top of where she already
cut herself, only deeper.

Like he was trying to replicate
her suicide attempts

-but then lost control.
-Maybe this was

never about the kid at all,
but about the mother.

Make her suffer for a few days

by taking the child,
then kill her?

It means he knew
her personal history.

I'll call Garcia.

Hey, baby girl,

whatever you're doing, drop it.

Ah, yes! And with pleasure!

Let me tell you
something, sweetheart,

this is a Lamborghini
you are talking to.

You have to drive me;
you can't just

Ieave me parked in the garage
collecting dust or I will wilt.

Well, please forgive my neglect.

I need you to rev up
that fine-tuned

Italian engine of yours, then.

-Revving.
-Our UnSub had

personal details about
Marlene Smith, so I need you

to figure out who might have
been in her house recently.

Cable guy,

-plumber, people like that.
Yeah, I always wonder

about plumbers--
you know they

peek in your medicine cabinet,

you just know it.

Maybe try a phone repairman
or a babysitter.

She had computers in the house,

so maybe she used
one of those techie

fix-it type dweebs
who makes house calls.

Hey, watch it. Language.

You know I'm just
playing with you.

But come on, put a rush on it;
clock's ticking, okay?

Rush is the only speed
a Lamborghini has.

Proud techie dweeb over and out.
Beep-beep, yeah.

Agent Hotchner.

We have another child abduction.

Four-year-old boy taken from
a park about half an hour ago.

Just a couple miles from here.

Morgan and Reid,
head over there.

I was sitting on the bench...

and he was playing right there!

I looked away for two seconds.

Were you by yourself?

RElD: You told the police
you live in McKinley Heights.

That's almost an hour away.

You drove your son
all the way out here to play?

I was doing things.

Shopping.

(indistinct radio transmission)

Why are they looking here?

My son isn't here!

Mrs. Tanner, please don't
take this the wrong way, but...

exactly what drug
are you addicted to?

You're displaying
symptoms of withdrawal.

-Are you crazy?
-MORGAN: Ma'am, we saw two deals

go down on the other side
of the park when we arrived.

You were here to buy,
weren't you?

-That's what had you distracted.
-I can't believe

-that you actually think...
Your child is missing,

Ms. Tanner.

Every minute,
every half minute counts.

You need to tell us the truth,
and you need to tell us now.

This'll be your bed
up here, Timmy.

Bunk beds are cool.

This'll be the "boys only" room.

Look-- I got you
some new pajamas.

I want my mommy!

I want my mommy...!

Fine!

You want to be a baby?
-I want my mommy!

Then sit there and cry
like a baby for your mommy!

I want my mommy!

-(door locks)
-Mommy!

MORGAN: Yeah, Hodge,
the mother's addicted to Oxy.

-She was out here to buy.
-All right,

Iet's put her
in protective custody.

So we got one mom suicidal

and the other one
addicted to drugs.

At least we got
a pattern developing.

HOTCH:
And if the UnSub

holds to pattern,
he's gonna circle back

and try to kill her.

-TlMMY: I want my mommy!
-I shouldn't have gotten mad

in there like that with Timmy.

TlMMY:
Let me out!

That was wrong.

But he's got a mommy like yours.

Weak.

-(pounding on door)
-TlMMY: Help!

When can I go home?

This is your home now.

You'll be safe and happy here.

-(pounding)
-TlMMY: I want my mommy!

Where's my mom?

I took your mom to a place
where she'll be happier.

That's what you said you wanted.

No...

Do you think wolves are bad?

People say they are,
but they're not.

They kill other animals
for a reason-- to get rid

-of the sick and the weak.
-TlMMY: Let me out!

-Thin the herd.
-I want my mommy!

So the herd can be stronger.

It's the way of nature.

And they... they even kill
other wolves sometimes...

when they're weak or sick.

-But the nice thing is,
-TlMMY: Help me!

wolves always
take care of any cubs

who don't have moms or dads.

-(pounding)
-TlMMY: Let me out!

Help!

When I was
bringing Timothy over,

I asked him
the same thing I asked you--

did he want me to make things
better with his mommy.

And he said yes.

As little as he is,

-he said yes.
-TlMMY: I want my mommy!

It's an instinct.

He knows.

Here's a snack for you guys.

I just got to go out

for a little while.

We're looking for a male UnSub
in his mid to late 20's,

physically fit enough
to subdue Marlene Smith

and carry out a vicious
and sustained attack.

ROSSl: We believe
he sees himself as a rescuer,

taking children away
from unfit parents.

He may very well
have abandonment issues

-from his own childhood.
-The impulsive nature

of committing the murder
out in the open

suggests that
he's inexperienced.

RElD: The violence on Marlene
Smith went from precision

to frenzy, which points
to someone with classic

psychopathic traits, quick
to rage and quick to recover.

PRENTlSS:
He also appears to have

insider knowledge
of the families

in these cases, so we need to
look for someone who was privy

to what went on
behind those closed doors.

RElD: Emergency personnel
were called to the Smith house

after both suicide attempts,
and once to the Tanner house

after the mother overdosed
on prescription drugs.

That means first responders,
child service workers,

ambulance personnel.

Both missing children
apparently went

without struggle or protest.

That makes us think that they

had prior contact with
the person we're looking for.

Or they inherently trust
who is by virtue of his job,

the uniform he wears.

Doctor, mailman, policeman.

So far the violence
has been directed

to the offending parent,
but we don't know

what the UnSub's endgame is.

PRENTlSS: We have
written up a media release

on precautions
the public needs to take.

And we've taken the second
mother into protective custody,

thus depriving him
of his target.

This will increase
his volatility.

ROSSl : That's why it's
critical we find these kids.

If they are alive, he may
turn his violence against

-the children themselves.
-TlMMY: I want my mommy!

I want to go home!

I want my mommy!
I want my mommy!

BOBBY:
Don't hurt him!

(music playing,
indistinct chatter, laughing)

-Thank God you found him.
We got lucky.

Whoever took him, let him go.

Is he okay?

Your son was checked out
by a pediatrician.

There was no sexual
or physical abuse.

I can't believe my wife
let this happen.

I need a drink.

JJ:
Did you see

-another little boy there?
-Uh-huh. His name is Bobby.

-ls he okay?
-Mm-hmm.

Good.

Were you in a dark place,
or did it have windows?

It was a house.

Okay.

So when he took you,

did you drive in the car
for a long time or a short time?

I don't know.

Can you tell us
what the man looked like?

I don't know.

ROSSl:
Timothy, when this man

came to the park to get you,

were you afraid?

-No.
Why not?

He said he would come.

On the phone.

JJ: The phone? You talked
to him on the telephone?

He's a superhero.

Can you... show us?

(line rings)

WOMAN: 911 operator.
Please state your emergency.

(indistinct chatter)

(phone ringing)

91 1 operator.
State your emergency.

GlRL:
You've got to send somebody.

-He tried to attack me.
Who did?

-My mom's boyfriend.
What's your name?

Shannon. Shannon Barton.

-How old are you?
-13.

Please, please send somebody--
he's drunk, and my mom

-won't do anything about it.
-Are you still at 788

4th Avenue, apartment C?

SHANNON:
Yes. Hurry!

Help is on the way, Shannon.

ROSSl: Garcia, any progress
with the 91 1 dispatcher?

I'm going as fast as I can,

which is super fast--
there are literally hundreds

in the Greater St. Louis area.

Can you help me
narrow this down?

PRENTlSS:
Refine your search to males

between 25 and 30 years of age.

And our UnSub probably has
abandonment issues,

so look for backgrounds
that reflect that.

Uh, history of foster care,
or someone who was farmed out

to other relatives
by his own parents.

Can you trace individual
91 1 dispatchers

based on calls
they would have received?

Okay, look,
let me make this clear:

there are a quarter of a billion

91 1 calls annually--
that's, like, ten calls

every second of every day.

And non-emergent calls
are disposed of quickly.

ROSSl:
Well, this operator would have

been on duty when
both calls came in

from the Smith
and Tanner families.

PRENTlSS:
And he would have been off duty

during the times
of the two abductions

and Marlene Smith's murder.

Oh, my God, this brings

needle-in-a-haystack
to a whole nother dimension.

But I will go to that dimension

and I will cross-reference
and I will call you back.

A mother who wants
to kill herself.

What does that say to a child?

That you're not worth
sticking around for?

A 91 1 operator would be
why the kids trusted him.

The UnSub must have gone
back to the house

to do some sort
of follow-up on his own.

They remembered his face.

Rossi?

Did you hear me?

Oh. Sorry.

Uh... Morgan and I were
joking around on the jet,

but something is definitely up.

Is there anything
you want to share?

It's nothing. Uh...

I had breakfast with Carolyn
the other morning.

Carolyn?

Oh, is that wife
number four or five?

Look, let's get
our facts straight.

I only had three wives.

I mean, that's within
the realm of reasonable.

(chuckling):
Okay, I'm sorry.

Which one was Carolyn?

Numero uno.

Mmm, oh...

Use your words, Emily.

Uh... there's always
something about the first.

In anything.

I don't know,
I might be way off here,

but I think she's putting
some feelers out

to see if that old...
spark is still there.

Is it?

I'm having her over to my house
for dinner when I get back.

I'm crazy, right?

We don't always get
second chances in life, Rossi.

I say take the plunge,
see where it goes.

(exhales)

WOMAN: Don't-don't take him,
don't take him.

He didn't do anything.
He said he didn't do anything.

She-she makes stuff up.

Shannon, tell 'em
you made a mistake.

No, I'll take my own car.

(engine starts)

(car departing)

-Come on, let's go.
-Don't touch me.

Why did you call the police?
He said he didn't do anything.

He came into my bedroom
and grabbed me.

Honey, he was in there
for another reason.

-He has me. Why...
-I hate you!

Shannon...

(phone ringing)

-MORGAN: Talk to me, Mama.
-First off,

you are on restriction
from my inner Lamborghini.

-Garcia...
-I mean it.

This high-performance
engine may purr

Iike a puma on the prowl,
but this time, Derek,

you have seriously overheated
my engines, and I will

require some cool-down laps
upon your return,

if you know what I mean by that.

Baby girl, you're on speaker.

I knew that.

I was calling to tell you, sir,

there are 1 1 91 1 dispatchers
in the Greater St. Louis area

that were on duty
when the calls were placed

but not working during
the murder and abduction.

Of those 1 1,

there's one that
fits your profile--

George Kelling, age 27,
1 181 Clay Street,

apartment eight--
sending his picture right now.

Do you know where he is now?

He was scheduled to work today.

His supervisor said he showed up

for shift,
but then he left early.

Can you get the log of
all the calls he took tonight?

Yeah, of course,
but there are a lot.

Skip to the last one.

Last one

is a domestic disturbance

at 788 4th Avenue, number C.

Attempted sexual assault
of a young girl.

Kelling dispatched the police,
and then he took off.

Let's go.

-...when I'm talking to you.
-SHANNON: You're not my boss.

You know what, just
go be with your boyfriend.

MRS. BARTON: The police said
you had to come to the station,

-so go get your stuff
so we can go! Why?!

What do you want?

I'm here to do some follow-up,
make sure evertyhing's okay.

Evertyhing's fine; we just need
to be left alone right now.

SHANNON:
Mom?

Evertyhing's not fine,

-Mrs. Barton.
-Oh, my God!

MORGAN:
Clear!

PRENTlSS:
It's clear.

The door's open
and the lights are on.

The UnSub beat us here.

What have you got?
-ROSSl: Nothing.

Place is empty.

If the UnSub's keeping the kids,

he's holding them
someplace else.

(crying quietly)

(Mrs. Barton
shuddering, gasping)

You need to get away.

I know you.

You're the kid on the news,
the one that was kidnapped.

He'll hurt you.

Who is he?

What does he want?

I know this is a lot
to absorb right now.

Where's my mom?
-I'm helping you.

You called for help.

The police already came;
they took him away.

Shannon...

the problem isn't the boyfriend.

There'll be another
boyfriend after him,

and another after that.

The problem is your mother.

What have you got, Garcia?

Sir, you said
to check backgrounds.

At ten years of age,

George Kelling entered
the foster care system,

and I don't know why.

His father abandoned
the family when

he was a baby--
I can't figure out

what happened to Mom yet.

All right,
we need the address of

-the foster family that he was
placed with. Yeah, I know.

He bounced around a lot.
Give me a second.

-I'll call you back.
-Okay.

JJ: Okay, what l
don't understand is,

why would he keep Bobby
but release Timothy?

And if he wants
to get rid of the parent,

why not kill them first
and then take the child?

-It's so much riskier to wait.
-Unless the children

are a crucial part
of his killing ritual.

-How?
-He needs something from them

before he can
murder the parents.

What could they
possibly give him?

Their approval.

That's what he wants her to say.

(sobbing):
My daughter will never

tell him to get rid of me.
Never.

We fight sometimes,
but we love each other.

She's my whole world.

-She means so much to me.
-He'll hurt her

if she doesn't,
because that means

she's weak, too.

D?j? vu all over again.

(beep)

So get this,

George Kelling's mom
committed suicide when

he was ten--
she jumped off a bridge.

Before that,

she attempted to kill herself

multiple times,
cutting her wrists.

This sounds
really familiar, huh?

Did you find
the foster home address?

Those records are still sealed.

I got my crowbar out.
I'm working on it.

(sobs):
You're crazy.

I'm going to tell you something

I've never told anyone before,
Shannon.

Nobody.

My mother...

she was troubled, too.

She either stayed in bed crying,

or she went on long walks.

I never knew where
she went on those walks.

Then, one day, I decided
to follow her.

She didn't know I was there.

At first it just...

seemed like she was wandering.

But then I saw
where she was going.

It was a bridge.

(wind whooshes eerily)

She climbed up onto the ledge

and sat there...

Iooking down.

It seemed like she
was there for hours.

My mother...

she wanted to die.

But it was like...

it was like she couldn't
make herself do it.

And then it happened.

She was gone.

(George sniffles)

In that moment,

I don't think I ever
saw her more content.

It was like
a kind of peacefulness.

-(wind whistling)
-Finally, she was free.

(pants)

As bad as it seemed,

my mother was right
to kill herself.

From one moment to the next,

her pain ended
and my life changed.

Now...

...now it's your moment,
Shannon.

The foster family
lived on a farm

ten miles northwest of the city
on Parkhill Road.

The rest of the team
is gonna meet us there.

(engine starts)

(engine revs, tires squeal)

(whispers):
Hurry.

BOBBY:
No.

-No. I didn't mean it!
-MRS. BARTON: Don't hurt him!

-lt was me! It was me!
-(Bobby grunts)

Let me out!

Why are you doing this?

What did we do?
-Shut up!

Just shut up!

So, what happened
with the foster parents?

The father died years ago;
the mother just died last month.

-Heart attack.
-That must've been the trigger.

The last person who
rescued the UnSub was gone.

-He assumed the mantle.
-And now he suddenly has

-a house to take these kids to.
Wait.

Garcia said that the mother
jumped off of a bridge, right?

Yeah. Why?
What are you thinking?

Suicidology's
an imperfect science,

but it's uncommon for women
to kill themselves so violently.

For lack of a better word,
they tend

to choose more
feminine ways to die.

Men shoot themselves, jump
off of buildings onto pavement.

Women are less messy.

They take pills
and drown themselves.

And now it's your turn
to do the right thing.

I know you will.

This is about making
a decision, Shannon.

Your mother has caused
nothing but pain.

One word from you now,
and this will all end.

I love my mom.

(loud thump)

That's crap!

SHANNON:
What?

If you loved me, you
never would've called 911.

We're here now because of you,
because you were jealous.

Jealous that
I had a man in my life.

He was gonna rape me!

-According to you.
-He came into my room.

He grabbed my blouse

and pushed me onto the bed.

Well, you shouldn't
have been dressing like that

in the first place.

It was like you were telling him

that you wanted him
to do something.

Why are you saying these things?

You want to know the truth?

I told Gary he could have you.

He was gonna leave me.

SHANNON:
You didn't tell him that.

You couldn't!

Morgan, JJ
and I'll take the front.

The rest of you
take the perimeter.

GEORGE:
It's time to end this, Shannon.

Do you agree?

I think she's made her decision.

MORGAN:
FBl. Put the gun down.

HOTCH:
Drop the gun. Do it.

You have to let me finish.

Nobody else can do it!
Nobody's strong enough!

Like you were
strong with your mother?

Don't talk about her.

She was weak.

She killed herself
and left me alone.

I don't think so.

HOTCH: Because she tried
to kill herself before,

nobody would question it.

But you did it;
you pushed her off the bridge.

You killed her.

No. I-I helped her...

-(gunshot)
-The boy's in the closet!

We need medical.
He's down in the back bedroom.

Let me go!
They need me!

MRS. BARTON:
Honey, I'm so sorry.

I didn't mean
to say those things.

-He was gonna kill you.
-I know.

I know, Mom.

(Mrs. Barton sobs)

ROSSl:
"All things truly wicked

start from an innocence. "
Ernest Hemingway.

We got all the kids back safe.

Think about it, Aaron,
how often does that happen?

-Not often enough.
-How about ten pairs of shoes?

I mean, that has
to be enough, right? Ten?

Ah, Spence, it's
different with the ladies.

We need them to match our belts,
our handbags, our skirts.

And fashions change
with the seasons.

Yes. Boys are so boring.

Pants, shoes, out the door.

Although, it's not like
men don't have their things.

I dated a golfer once.

He had 12 putters
in his closet.

But this conversation is
reminding me I need new boots.

-(elevator bell dings)
-Oh, they're having a sale

at DeMille's on those
tall-shaft kitty heels.

You like those.
Do you want to go? Yeah.

You getting all this, kid?
-No.

Sure you don't need any help?

Done. Sit down, relax.

(chuckles quietly)
The Cioppino

was delicious.

You got to love any dish

that recommends
the wearing of a bib.

Yeah.

Top me off, would you?

You know, I don't remember you
as being a big wine drinker.

Well, I'm not.

Guess I just...

need a little
fortification tonight.

When did you ever
need that with me?

You know, who would've thought

that we'd find ourselves
on a date again

after all these years?

(glasses clink)

David...

...do you remember,
during our divorce, the...

pledge we made to one another

that...

no matter what, we'd always
be there for the other one?

Future spouses
and significant others

would just have to understand.

We joked we were
the only couple

that had both marriage
and divorce vows.

Hey, what's going on with you?

Um...

you know, l...

I don't know how
to say this except...

except to just say it.

Last year, I was
diagnosed with ALS.

Lou Gehrig's disease.

-Carolyn...
-Look, like you always said,

nobody lives forever.

Why didn't you call me earlier?

-I could've...
-Please...

please let me finish.

Because if l
don't get this out now,

I don't know that I ever will.

I've had this disease
for over a year.

To live 18 months is a gift.

The last few weeks
I've started noticing the signs.

It won't be long now.

I came to ask you...

...when the disease...

reaches the point and I'm...

too weak or too afraid...

...I-I want you to help me

Ieave this world
on my own terms.

When it's time,
will you help me end my life?

(sighs)