Criminal Minds Season 6: Crime Scene - Devil in the Details Page #6

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She won't know.

Bye.

See you later.

I... I don't have

any medical insurance

so I thought maybe

you could help me out.

You wouldn't put anything

up there

that would hurt

the baby, would you?

No. I wouldn't do that.

Does that mean...?

It's alive.

Dang, Doc.

That's a pretty tight spot

this woman's got you in.

You know,

Doc, my mother used to say,

"It's impossible to reason

with an unreasonable person."

I think that's what

you're dealing with,

with this woman here.

I can barely see straight.

And the things I'm thinking,

you, you couldn't imagine.

Like what?

Like all day...

...I'm fantasizing

about her dying.

I must've imagined it

a hundred different ways.

Actually, last night,

I had a dream about it.

A wish fulfillment dream,

huh, Doc?

I guess so.

What was it?

It was ridiculous.

There were these two

football players

runnin' through the woods

in the park by my house

where I sometimes go jogging

and I see her walking her

little dog every night at dusk.

They're just galloping

through the woods

in full game day uniforms.

One of 'em hurls

a ball through the air.

As it sails,

I realize it's an arrow.

It splits her head wide open.

I woke up totally relieved.

Until I realized

it was just a dream.

Sick, huh?

It's gonna be all right, Doc.

It's gonna be all right.

Meredith just called and said

that Peter and Rebecca

are getting divorced.

"Once upon a time,

but not long ago,

a mom and her girl

were folding washed clothes.

When suddenly,

Mom noticed something amiss.

Something weird, something

crazy, a real mystery this!

'Where are the socks?'

asked Mom with a frown.

'I can't find them up.

- I can't find them down.'"

- Hey.

Hey. Have you seen

my keys anywhere?

No, I have no idea.

Uh, have you looked

in your purse?

Yes, of course I looked

in my purse.

You didn't take them with you

when you left the house

this morning, did you?

No. What about

Miles' toy box?

Remember when he hid

the remote in there?

Oh!

Oh, please, please.

I, I have a...

Please don't do it.

Please. Please.

Hello?

- Jeff.

- Hey, honey.

So I come home for lunch

today to find out

that our whackadoodle neighbor

got herself shot dead

with a bow and arrow.

It happened in the park.

Less than a mile away.

The police are now going

door to door.

Sort of puts a damper

on tonight's celebration,

doesn't it?

Thank you, Jesus!

Thank you.

That's a plane,

you know what that is.

No, that.

Oh, that?

I don't know what that is.

That was pretty moving, huh?

Where, where are we going?

Hey.

I cheated my way

through med school.

What?

Cheat sheets.

Very elaborate,

written on little pieces

of paper in every pocket.

When I was a kid,

I had this doctor

who misdiagnosed

my chicken pox as dermatitis.

I almost died.

Did I ever tell you that?

No.

While I was in the hospital,

my mother and grandmother

were sitting around,

I overheard my grandmother say,

"Well, I guess not all

doctors made A's."

Turns out, I became

one of those doctors.

I am a "study

at the last minute,

slide-by, path of least

resistance...

...fuckhead, C-plus" doctor.

You're a great doctor.

Look.

No... Jeff!

What are you doing?!

Jeff, stop! Don't!

Don't!

Stop the car!

Oh, my God!

Stop it! Stop! No!

You are freaking me out.

What is going on?

I f***ed Rebecca.

What?

I don't mean to hurt you

telling you this.

I'm just trying to

tell you the

truth for a change.

Rebecca Mazzoni.

- I only f***ed her once.

- Oh, great. Good.

But Peter found out.

In the meantime...

...I accidentally...

...poisoned Lila's cat

trying to get the raccoons.

All in the same day.

She followed me to work to

confront me about Matthew...

...that's her cat...

...and Peter shows up

to confront me about Rebecca.

And Lila takes off

without saying a word,

so when I go to see

what she wanted...

...she comes on to me.

- And she goes absolutely f***ing ballistic.

- Oh, my God.

- Threatens to tell you everything and...

- Oh, my God.

...I guess a part of me wanted

to have sex with her

because I did.

Wow.

Wow.

Nealy...

...uh...

...so far this has been

the good news.

She, uh...

...she got pregnant.

Who got pregnant?

Lila.

Oh, God.

What?

The chances of it happening

that one time

at her age are...

I...

What?

But here comes the kicker.

I didn't know who to confide in.

So I visited...

...Lincoln.

We're sitting there...

...and I mention to him

a dream I had...

...where Lila's

killed with an arrow.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Nealy, I was just

venting to him.

Oh, my God, Jeff.

- I didn't ask him to do it.

- Oh, my God.

But he did it.

This is real?

This really f***ing happened?

Oh, my God, Jeff!

Jesus! Jesus!

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

I don't know why I'm laughing.

I don't know.

Don't f***ing come near me.

I f***ed somebody, too.

Before that, that big fight

we had about the raccoons.

Those stupid raccoons.

I was f***ing somebody.

I was having

an affair for months.

Six months.

He was a customer.

I helped him pick out fabric.

It was blue corduroy.

He worked at the wine shop

down the street.

He'd bring me plates

of cheese and salami.

It's over now.

OK.

OK. Yeah.

Yeah, OK.

I deserve whatever I get.

What do you think you deserve?

Probably for a piano to fall

from the sky and crush me.

Prison.

You leave me.

Maybe lose my son.

I don't know.

I f***ing killed somebody.

I'm responsible.

I'm responsible.

Look what I did

to this f***in' thing.

Do you still love me?

Yes.

I mean...

...I don't understand.

After everything I've done...

I was such an idiot.

I've lied and cheated.

Yes.

Yes, I love you.

I don't know what to do.

I, uh...

Tell me what to do.

Let's go.

- Hi.

- Hello.

Did you have a nice time?

How's, uh, how's Miles?

Miles is very asleep.

- Good news.

- Thank you.

Good night.

What now?

Turn myself in?

Turn Lincoln in?

Uh, I don't want to ruin

the life we've

built together, Jeff.

I don't wanna...

...hurt everyone,

destroy everything.

What does that mean?

If we turn him in...

...his kids grow

up without a father

and Angela's a single mom.

And Miles grows up with this...

...cloud of murder

and weirdness over his head,

and that's the best case

scenario.

The worst case scenario is...

...a jury doesn't believe

your side of the story

and you go to prison, too.

You think

we're gonna be laying in bed

with insomnia

talking about this

when we're eighty years old?

I think we're gonna be

talking about this

for a long time.

We'll talk about it

and talk about it...

...until one day...

...we'll decide not to.

And then we'll worry

silently for years.

Maybe we won't make it.

Maybe we'll implode with guilt.

Maybe that's

what should happen.

Or maybe we'll make it through.

And eventually...

...this will fade away...

...and it'll seem like

a dream we had.

It was true.

Everything that had happened

would eventually

become a distant memory.

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