Criminal Minds (2005–…): Season 9, Episode 2 - The Inspired - full transcript

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Two women were found in a park
in Glendale, Arizona.

Both women were left
in that prayer position.

MORGAN: Our UnSub could've shot
his victims anywhere,

but he chose the heart,
suggesting he's been hurt

by somebody close to him

who's clearly the center
of his rage.

GARCIA: Heather Clarke?
It was announced

in the paper
she was to be married.

Shut up! You never loved me!

MORGAN: So Wallace
killed Heather, and when



that didn't alleviate his rage,

he began killing other women.

He suffers from acute
delusional disorder.

Mom?

He's sick!

- We're looking for your son.
- What did he do?

MORGAN:
Hold on.

(tires screech)

Get out of the car!

We got the wrong guy.

What?

The fingerprints
at the restaurant don't match.

MAN: Let me say it again
for the cheap seats.

My client is innocent
of these charges.



He's been wrongfully arrested

for crimes he did not commit.

This is a case of
the Glendale Police Department

and especially the FBI
jumping the gun.

Why? Because profiling

doesn't work, people.

Racial profiling,
behavioral profiling, whatever.

When you rely on a set
of assumptions instead of facts,

you arrest the wrong people.

Do we know who the twin is?

His name is Jesse Gentry.

Garcia's pulling
his information now.

Identical twins.

What are the odds?

About 3.5 per thousand.

Well, I asked Reid

the same question.

(indistinct chatter)

You let him go?

We didn't have a choice.

He's a paralegal at a law firm.

Jesse called the lead partner,
and within minutes

the whole firm was here
with employment records.

(phone rings)

- Excuse us.
- Mm-hmm.

Hey, make it good, mama.

We are stuck on our own 20.

GARCIA: I don't know if this is
the penalty kick you need,

but here's what I got
on Jesse Gentry.

He was put up
for adoption a smidge

before he and his brother
turned three.

His adoptive parents
kept his first name,

raised him in Phoenix.

And he came to Glendale
five years ago for work.

Any contact between him,
Wallace and their mother?

Sort of, ellipses.
About a year ago,

he unsealed his adoption record.

So he knew he had a twin.

REID:
He could have inserted himself

into the investigation as
a decoy to help his brother out.

GARCIA: Hold your handsome
horses, boy wonder.

His cell phone is clean.

There's no credit card overlaps.

So just looking at the... pardon
the dirty word... metadata,

he hasn't had any contact
with his family here.

Go through all that work,
then not make contact? Come on.

HOTCH: At this point
everything's on the table.

Dave and I will help coordinate
the manhunt for Wallace.

Reid, you and Blake,
talk to Carla Hines.

She was the last person
to see her son.

JJ, you and Morgan
keep tabs on Jesse.

Even though he wasn't part
of the original investigation,

- he is now.
- Agent Hotchner?

His lawyer wants to talk.

If you arrest my client again,

lawsuit.

If you harass him,

lawsuit.

If you follow him, lawsuit.

If you sneeze
in his general direction,

lawsuit.

Your client was arrested as we
were closing in on his brother.

You're telling me
that was a coincidence?

I'm going to "Yes, and" you.

Yes, and I can prove it
in a court of law.

Jesse submitted the request
last week for a night shift.

I approved the overtime myself.

JOHNSON:
We'd still like to question him.

Which you can submit
in writing to me.

Look, I know Jesse.

I like him.

You guys made
a big boo-boo here.

Does he know that his brother's
a psychopath

who's devolving rapidly?

Jesse's not his brother.

You misunderstand my question.

Now that they know
that they're twins,

one will seek out the other.

And when that happens,
will your power of attorney

be enough to protect
Jesse from Wallace?

Just leave him alone.

(car alarm chirps)

(grunting)

MORGAN: "We are not only
our brother's keeper.

"In countless
large and small ways,

we are our brother's maker."

Bonaro Overstreet.

Since we can't surveil Jesse,
we dug deeper into his life.

His adoption was
through a local parish.

His adopted family was stable.

Good grades through college

with dreams of law school.

Hence the job at the firm.

Sounds like

everything Wallace isn't.

JJ:
Yeah, we thought so, too.

Which made us wonder,
why even show up at all?

Especially after choosing
to not reach out

to either of them in the past.

- He's got his own agenda.
- MORGAN: It's all conjecture

because there's nothing deviant
in this guy's history.

But if you wanted to do
something bad, wouldn't it be

nice to have another version
of you to blame it on?

Unless we have probable cause,

we have to leave Jesse alone.

We need to focus on Wallace.

He's devolving, right?

JJ:
The witnesses at the restaurant

said he was hallucinating
and twitching.

He doesn't have the means or
skill to disappear completely.

He'd run to a place

where he feels safe.
I'm thinking his mother's.

- Blake and Reid have that
covered. - (phone rings)

Go ahead, Garcia.

Sir, I have crosschecked
the patterns

of Goofus, Gallant
and their mother.

And I found
something interesting.

It turns out that
when Wallace got in trouble

those couple of times
with Heather,

Carla would put him on a train

to Albuquerque,

presumably to stay
with her sister

who lives there.

But like a bad penny,
that Wallace,

he'd get back
on a train to Glendale

only to harass the first time

and then to chop up
and, you know...

- (groans) -HOTCH: Head
to the train station.

If we find the mother,
we find Wallace.

I'm just saying

it's the kind of mistake

that can end careers.

So Hotch doesn't get
the section chief job.

Spencer,

Jesse Gentry is threatening
a multimillion-dollar lawsuit

against the Bureau.

It's not just Hotch.

It could be all of us.

That's the car Wallace stole
from the shootout.

This is SSA Spencer Reid
requesting backup

at 505 Palmetto Street.

FBI!

Carla Hines?

Anybody home?

REID:
Clear!

Clear.

Jewelry's still in the bedroom.

This wasn't a robbery.

Maybe Wallace or Jesse
came for their mother.

Maybe, but if either twin
did this,

they'd have a lot of questions.

Whoever did this was trying
to hide something.

- Carla?
- Let's see.

Looks like documents
from the delivery.

Pages from a baby book.

Things a mother would keep.

And destroy if she had to.

All the evidence
of a 30-year secret.

Except we know about the twins.

They know about each other.

What's left for her to hide?

Wake up.

You know who I am?

Our mother ever talk about me?

No.

Why did she keep you?

Who are you?

I'm Jesse.

I'm Jesse Gentry.

I'm the one she put up
for adoption.

(laughs)

What do you want?

An apology?

I want answers.

Untie me.

And we'll talk.

After what they're
charging you with?

I don't think so.

Where are we?

Place I dog-sit.

One of the partners at my firm.

She's out of town.

And the stress
from this unfortunate incident

has earned me some time off.

They won't find us.

What do you want to know?

I want to know
if my life is over.

How bad it's gonna be
when I walk down the street.

I want to know
everything you did.

She also tried to destroy
a birth certificate.

BLAKE: It still looks
like Mom was trying

to burn everything
that mentioned Jesse, right?

Mm-hmm, based
on what I'm salvaging.

Then why didn't she burn
the APGAR scores?

This identifies
both twins by name.

How did she miss this?

She didn't.

She burned other sections
of the box.

So, this isn't
about Jesse at all.

She's trying
to hide something else.

If we work deductively

based on what survived
and eliminate from that,

we know her hospital,

her O.B.,

even what drugs she took.

But not who the father is.

So, who's Dad?

You did all that?

To every one of those women?

My God.

I don't care
if you don't understand me.

No one understands me,
not even Mom.

But I understand.

So, wait, whi-while we're
sitting here talking,

- a-are you thinking about?
- No.

No.

Killing you won't make me
feel any better.

It's those women.

The way they look at me.

Judging me like...

- I'm a failure.
- (clicking)

What's that?

WALLACE:
Just something that I do.

I've done it for
as long as I can remember.

I went to grade school
with this girl.

She used to pull out
her own hair and eat it.

L-ls it like that?

Gross.

You're judging her?

All I know is that

when I kill

or even think about doing it,

I...

I feel better.

You don't need jail.

You need help.

Yeah?

Who's gonna help me?

I am.

For better or worse,
we're related.

Which means it's my job
to protect you.

So we're going to stay here

until the cops chill out,
and then...

we'll cross the border
into Canada

- where you can get treatment.
- I tried that.

It didn't work.

What's that?

It's a heavy-duty sedative.

It'll knock you out
for 16 hours.

I'm not taking it.

Hey, look,

we do this my way

or we don't do it at all.

And if we don't do it,

then my next phone call
is to the cops.

Let me see
if you've swallowed it.

Ah...

(gags)

(pill clatters)

MAN (over P.A.): Train to 24th
Street station departing...

(train horn blares)

Train to 24th Street station
departing on platform two.

(bell clanging)

We have eyes on Carla Hines.

She's approaching now.

JJ: Nobody move
until we have Wallace.

Any potential targets
in the area?

OFFICER (over earpiece):
Negative.

MORGAN (over earpiece):
Wallace must be late.

And she's not sticking around.

Go. Go, go.

JJ:
Carla Hines?

We're with the FBI.

We need to talk.

??

??

(door opens)

(door closes)

(rattling)

(clicks)

(sighs sleepily)

Danny?

No.

Not Danny.

(gasps)

- (woman screams)
- (gunshot)

Why were you at the station?

I know that you think that
if you don't say anything,

you can't incriminate Wallace.

But the only way
he survives this

is if you help us.

I don't know where he is.

I really don't.

You can ask me 100 times,

and I swear to you,

I don't know.

I believe you.

Then what else is there
to talk about?

HOTCH:
The more I know about Wallace,

the faster we'll be
able to find him.

Why did you choose him
over Jesse?

When I found out
that I was pregnant...

I was so happy.

But twins?

Twins?

Everybody kept telling me

that it was gonna
get easier, you know?

It never did.

I was a single mom,

I didn't have any money...

I didn't have anyone to help me.

And then, when they were two,

they had this ear infection

that they just passed back
and forth for four months.

Do you have any idea
what that's like?

Well, there was a stomach flu

where my son and I took turns
throwing up.

CARLA:
So you get it.

You know.

The-the... just
insanity of knowing

that I couldn't do it
all by myself.

And that's when I decided that
I had to let one of them go.

(sighs heavily)

But the morning
of the adoption, I...

I hadn't decided.

So I went into their nursery,

and I just stared at them.

Just sleeping.

Perfect.

(sniffling)

And then Wallace looked up at me

and he said,
"I love you, Mommy."

And I knew.

I chose Wallace.

(sniffling)

Why?

Why what?

(crying):
Why me?

Why him?

Why couldn't I be
the perfect mom

and have the perfect kids,

like all the other moms?

Why?

I deserve that.

(Carla sniffs)

Yes, you do.

(keys jingle, door opens)

(dog panting)

Hey, buddy!

- How you doing?
- (dog growls playfully)

Yeah, give me a minute

and I'll take you out, okay?

Good morning.

How long you been up?

A while.

Breakfast is in the bag.

Hey, look, I got to go
walk this dog, so...

Jesse.

You're not tying me up again.

Or giving me any more pills.

Just go.

I'll be fine.

I know why
you're doing all this.

Really?

Why?

You want to be like me.

No, I don't.

Then why bring me here?

Why try to understand me?

Why care?

You want to know me

so you can be me.

And that's why
I'm not gonna leave.

Because I want that, too.

HOTCH: I need to ask you
something else, Carla.

About the father.

What about him?

Why did you burn
all the evidence of him?

He's...

He's not important.

I think he's very important.

He was some loser

that I made a mistake

of sleeping with in college.

He couldn't hack
being a dad, so fine.

Fine. Let him go.

He deserves to have a life.

You know, when all this...

started coming out,

I didn't want Jesse or Wallace

or you knocking on his door.

You stopped believing me
just then.

Because you're not
telling the truth.

You don't burn
treasured mementos

to make a loser's life
more convenient.

Who's the father?

You can believe
whatever you want.

Who's the father?

Thank you for your cooperation.

JOHNSON: Wait, so we're
letting her go now?

She's holding back,
but she won't break.

We have a better chance
of finding Wallace through her.

We'll stick on her like glue.

HOTCH: In the meantime we need
to force Wallace to make a move.

Shouldn't be hard.
He's devolving.

We just need
to get under his skin.

Do you think Heather's parents
would help us?

COMMENTATOR:
Making a move in the second...

REPORTER: Jet fighters bombed
a guerrilla base.

REPORTER 2:
We interrupt our broadcast

to bring you this live
press conference.

This is a message
to Wallace Hines.

We know how you felt
about our daughter.

And so we are asking you,
as parents,

to turn yourself in.

So please stop hurting
other people

and turn...

HEATHER:
Wallace.

Come here.

What is it?

You hate me...

don't you?

I don't hate you.

I love you.

I love you so much,
I'm gonna eat you up.

I'm okay, I'm okay, I'm okay.

- WOMAN: Jesse?
- I'm okay!

Jesse...
Oh, my God, how have you been?

- What? I, uh...
- I didn't see you

at the dog park, and then I saw
the news and I was like,

"Are you kidding?"

I mean, no offense,
but what your brother did...

what your brother did...
crazy... it's crazy.

But you can't let that bother
you, okay?

You're not Wallace.

I can't!
I can't talk to you right now!

I don't, I don't feel so good.

No problem.
Let me know if I can do...

How'd we do?

Oh, you did great.
Not a lot of parents

can stand in front of cameras
and say that.

We just... thought of Heather.

Alex.

He's done it again, hasn't he?

Excuse me.

REID: Wallace's M. O: The rape,
the bullet through the heart,

he even tried to pose her.

But he didn't try to force-feed
her, which is his signature.

And this crime scene...

Organized, skilled. Got in
and out without detection.

Exactly.

If Wallace is losing it,
he wouldn't be capable of this.

Maybe he re-evolved.

Or we have a copycat...
who's a literal copy.

Jesse? But why start now?
Why this victim?

Mr. Randall, what time did you
check on your sister?

This morning.

She didn't respond
to my calls or texts.

It's not like her.

We're close.

Close in age, right?

Yeah, we're...

Twins.
You're fraternal twins.

Yeah. How'd you know?

It was Jesse.

- (horn beeps)
- Jesse, wait.

Oh, hey, Elizabeth.

I just want to apologize
about before.

Right. Before.

I was thinking about what I said
about your brother.

I might have come across
a little insensitive.

I tell you what.

Why don't you come on in?

We'll talk about it.

Yeah, of course.

Hey, hey.

All I was trying to say is,
this is all gonna blow over

once they catch the right guy.

I guess.

It's just... sometimes...

it's hard to tell
who the right guy is.

Isn't that right, Wallace?

Oh, no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no.
Oh, no-no-no-no-no.

(whimpering)

You were right.

I am like you.

I've always been like you.

That's why you found me,
isn't it?

Yeah.

And I know this is gonna sound
totally weird,

but I was hoping we could do
this one together.

That's not weird.

(whimpering)

That's not weird at all.

ROSSl:
Victim was Elizabeth Nash.

Her car's missing.

Sergeant Johnson's
running an APB on it now.

- You see it?
- See what?

Sperm clusters...

all over.

They raped her together.

Shot and posed her postmortem.

Signature?

They cut off her own finger
and fed it to her.

Well, that could be Wallace,
could be Jesse, could be both.

One twin's behavior
is inspiring the other's.

We have two psychopaths

who have found the perfect
partner in each other.

I don't think
it's a partnership.

I think it's a trap.

Jesse's previous victim
was a fraternal twin.

I think that's the surrogate
for his real anger.

Jesse's the discarded son.

Of course he'd be furious
at his brother.

Then why not just kill Wallace?

I think he's planning to

as soon as he can't frame
Wallace for any more murders.

- JOHNSON: Bad news.
We lost Carla. - How?

She went into a restaurant
and disappeared out the back.

There was a car waiting.

She couldn't have done that
without help.

- Garcia.
- I'm ahead of you, sir.

Uh, Carla's gone radio silent,
but I'm checking her records

to see who she contacted
last, and it is...

Holy shylock.

We're from the FBI.

Everyone, step away
from your computers.

You, you're gonna write down
the wireless passcode for us.

Nod your head if you intend
to cooperate.

Good. You get to keep practicing
law today.

Where's Mark Anderson?

In there.

Agents, I can explain.

You helped Carla Hines escape.

I can't comment on that because
of attorney-client privilege.

Except the fact
that she is your client,

which means she and Jesse know
each other

and probably have for a while.

I... it's complicated.

It's actually very simple.

We can now prove
that Jesse is a killer.

Which makes you an accessory.

Hold on there. I'm their lawyer.

And you can threaten me all you
want, but they're entitled

to representation,
and you know that.

And I also know you.

And all those cameras
that you love so much?

They're all downstairs
waiting for your perp walk.

You're bluffing.

JJ?

Wait.

I, uh, I don't know
where Jesse or Carla are.

What more do you want?

So, that super helpful law firm
gave me some curious intel

regarding Jesse and his mom.

How far back does
the relationship go?

According to some legally
binding documents, three months.

See, Carla was doing a little
planning for the future,

and she utilized said law firm

to set up a trust
with two trustees.

Can you guess their names?
Can you?

- Wallace and Jesse?
- Wrong.

Well, half-wrong.
Jesse is named,

but the other mysterious trustee
is Bill Robbins.

And who's that, mama?

Mm-hmm, you haven't heard
that name yet, have you?

Bill Robbins went to college
with Carla 30 years ago.

- Thanks, baby girl.
- Mm-hmm.

30 years ago is when
she conceived the twins.

Bill Robbins must be the father.

And this trust is why she burned
any mention of him.

If we found out who Bill Robbins
was, we find the paper trail

that connected Carla to Jesse.

Not to mention
that he could know

where Wallace and Jesse are.

All right, you two talk
to Bill Robbins.

I'm gonna have another shot
at the lawyer.

If he's representing
the whole family,

he knows more
than he's telling us.

JESSE:
We can't stay out in the open.

Cops are looking for us
in this thing.

What about Mom?
Would she help us?

Maybe.

If we don't tell her
what we've done.

Is there a place we can all go?

Yeah.

Where Mom always took me
to feel safe.

Where's that?

Church.

I don't know what else you want;
you've got the files.

HOTCH: I want you to understand
exactly where you sit.

You belong to the FBI

and you're gonna tell us
everything

that's not in those files.

Who contacted who first,
Carla or Jesse?

I don't know.

I helped him unseal
his record a year ago.

He didn't bring it up again

until he brought her in
as a client.

Told me to do
whatever she needed.

And that's when you set up
the trust?

Yeah.

And from the beginning,

the whole thing was... bizarre.

I mean, the way she'd talked
to me about Jesse.

"He's the son
I should have kept.

I'll have
the perfect family now."

And setting up the trust was
her way of proving it to him.

That's why she named the father.

It was all part
of her manipulation.

Well, it worked.
I mean, Jesse signed everything.

But when I went to go
get the dad's signature,

that's when I found out just how
messed up that family was.

How's that?

Well, you've met Bill Robbins,
haven't you?

(baby crying, dog barking)

(knocking)

How you doing? FBI.

We're looking for
a Mr. Bill Robbins.

The sun and the moon
have arrived.

I'm ready to join you
in your golden chariot.

We'd like to ask you a few
questions if you have a moment.

Yes.

Yes-yes-yes-yes-yes-yes!

My life is the answer
to your questions!

Come in, come in.

Sit.

Full-scale psychotic break
when he turned 25.

Right after Jesse was put up
for adoption.

Well, no wonder his sons
turned out the way they did.

Schizophrenics
are rarely psychopathic.

If the twins are
predisposed genetically to kill,

they didn't get it
from their father.

Where are my manners?
Ha-Have-have a seat,

have-have a seat.

Do you like my artwork?

REID:
Yeah, I do.

Is that your feces?

Maybe.

BLAKE: So, Mom's
been manipulating Jesse

from the beginning.

To do what?

To kill Wallace.

Is she capable of that?

She's a vindictive narcissist
whose entire self-image

is wrapped up in being
the perfect mother.

Why couldn't I be the perfect
mom and have the perfect kids

like all the other moms?
I deserve that!

Okay, I can buy narcissist,

but I can't buy murderer,
not of her own child.

She said that she chose Wallace
because he validated her

from the crib,
and that he's been

a disappointment ever since.

If she wanted Wallace dead,
why did she

try to meet him at the station?

She wasn't there
to meet Wallace.

She was there to meet Jesse.

- JJ: How do you know?
- She didn't buy a ticket.

She was there to make sure
that the plan was in motion.

But Jesse didn't show.

He's got his own plan.

He's much less malleable
than she thought.

So she's improvising now.

So you got to find a way
to bring both boys together.

And this time she's not gonna
leave anything to chance.

She'll make sure Jesse does it.

In her ideal scenario,
Jesse kills Wallace,

and she gets to stay
the perfect mother.

(door opens)

My boys.

The father answer any questions
right now?

You have to understand,

eggs are the devil's
cholesterol.

It's hit or miss.

HOTCH: Ask him if Carla or
the twins visited him recently.

If not, find out if there's any

shared family history
before the adoption.

We'll do what we can,
but we might need a plan "B."

Oh, my God, Wallace,
what have you done now?

Mom, stop. Look, we need
some money and your car.

Can you help us?

Of course I can.

You're my babies.

Jesse...

look at you.

I have waited so long
for this moment.

Me, too.

This is quite the family
reunion, isn't it?

I just wish
that it could go on forever.

Well, it can't. We got to go.

Wait a minute.

I just want to hold you
one more time.

Mom, not now! Geez!

Wallace, make time for this.

Yes, Wallace,
make time for your mother.

Mr. Robbins, have you seen
your sons lately?

Yes. Wallace and Jesse.
Wallace is the older one.

He's teachable.
I can teach him things.

But Jesse looks more like me.

When was the last time
that you saw them?

Not long ago.

One was potty-trained,
but the other wasn't.

They were toddlers.

And they were crying

because Carla was crying.

And a magical woman
took Jesse away.

He's describing the adoption.

She was a saint,
letting her son die like that.

Who do you mean?
You mean Carla?

No-no-no-no-no-no-no, not her.

The woman that took Jesse away.

She was a saint.

She made the ultimate sacrifice.

She let her son die.

I know who he's talking about.

St. Mary's?
The church, St. Mary's?

REID (on phone):
We think that's what

the dad was describing to us.

Yeah, JJ and I dug it up
when we were researching Jesse.

It's the church
he was adopted through.

It's also how Carla
would see herself,

as the most revered mother
of all time.

I'll have Sergeant Johnson
notify SWAT.

(Wallace sobbing softly)

What's the matter?

You hate me, don't you?

I do... not... hate you.

I love you.

I love you so much,
I want to just eat...

you...

up.

Do it fast.

(Carla shrieks)

Jesse.

What are you doing?

I've spent some quality time
with Wallace, Mom,

and I've discovered
that I've got more

in common with him
than with you.

Jesse, you put down
that cleaver!

- Just listen to me.
- No, you listen to me!

Don't you hurt her!

Do you even know who she is?

- She's our mother!
- Mother?

She abandoned me!

Then she tried to convince me
to kill you!

- You're lying!
- I'm not!

She wouldn't do that!

She begged me to do it.

Did you say yes?

Yeah, I did.

But I couldn't go
through with it.

It's not true.

I'm like you, remember?

Baby, I want you to do
exactly as I tell you to do.

Do you hear me?! Exactly!
Raise the gun.

Raise it a little higher.
A little higher.

Pull the trigger. Pull it.

- Fine!
- (Carla shrieks)

(gunshot)

- HOTCH: FBI!
- JJ: FBI!

Drop your weapon now!

Wallace was out of control!

He forced us to come here.
He was gonna shoot us both.

Thank God, Jesse was stronger
than he was.

I'll only talk to my lawyer.

Take them both into custody.

Show me your hands.

ROSSl: We'll fingerprint him
at the station,

see who matches who.

Fingerprint analysis isn't
an exact science.

A good defense lawyer
can poke holes in it.

Juries expect DNA.

And DNA isn't gonna make
the case here.

No, but behavior might.

Sergeant,
I need you to do something.

(siren wails)

Mr. Robbins, which son is this?

That's Wallace. He's teachable.

I taught him to do that
whenever he gets nervous.

Wallace Hines,
you're under arrest.

Mom!

Mom, what do I do now?!

Mom, they know!

Mom!

HOTCH: "They mess you up,
your mom and dad.

"They may not mean to,
but they do.

"They fill you
with the faults they had

and add some extra
just for you."

Philip Larkin.

Pretty impressive.

A case that could have ended
with egg on our face

turns out to be one of those
"Did you hear about this?"

Stories on the Internet.

Apparently the BAU
is trending on Twitter.

Whatever that means.

I've just heard

that the attorney general
is very pleased.

No, they seldom call
with just good news.

They were also so happy
with the way things turned out

that, unfortunately,
they've withdrawn my name

as a candidate
for section chief.

I'll drink to that.

So... that means we've got
a new boss.

Any idea who?

They didn't say.

But they did say

that they were thinking
outside the box.

- Uh-oh.
- Exactly.

Well, whatever happens,

I'm sure it will be interesting.

Always is.
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