"Well, hello Mommy Dearest…" Jonathan muttered to himself. "How could I forget to add you to my plan? You are the one who abandoned me after all…" He moved closer to the window to watch Reva. She was kissing a man that looked awfully familiar. He watched and listened, coming to realize that this man was his mother's husband, not to mention that he was the same man he'd seen the other day at the farm. "Well, well, well D… It appears as if something has slipped your mind…" He moved away from the house and pulled out his cell phone, dialing the woman's number.
"Hello…" Dinah answered.
"I need to see you…" Jonathan said. "I seem to have hit a little snag in this plan…"
"What's wrong?" Dinah asked. "Didn't I give you enough money for the supplies?"
"It's not about the money…" Jonathan said. "But I need your help with something…"
Dinah sighed. "All right…" she said. "I'll be back at your motel room in an hour…"
"See you then…" Jonathan said, hanging up the phone. "Nobody makes a fool outta Jonathan Randall, D… Not even you…"
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"Reva… I… I'm not your son…" Sandy choked on the words. It was hard enough to get them out of his mouth now, how the fuck was he supposed to say it in front of Reva? All he'd ever wanted was a family. And now he had it. But every single day he grew to love them more. And so the lying became even harder. He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. She deserved to know the truth. But how in the world was he going to tell it to her?
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"Took you long enough…" Jonathan muttered, shutting the door behind her.
Dinah looked around the room at the mess scattered across the floor. "I do have a life you know…" she said.
"Not any more you don't!" Jonathan growled, his eyes flashing with anger.
"Is that a threat?" She asked, eyeing him suspiciously.
"This plan is your life now!" He spat. "There is nothing else! You live this! You eat this! You drink this! You breathe this!"
"What am I doing here?" she asked. "You seem to be doing just fine with this part yourself…"
"I need you to explain something to me!"
"And what would that be?"
"Why you didn't tell me!"
"Didn't tell you what?"
"That man… At my aunt's farm… Is my mother's husband!"
"Yeah… So… What?"
"You didn't think that I deserved to know that fact?"
"I just assumed that you already did!"
"Oh come on! That's bullshit and you know it! You're hidin' stuff from me! You've been hidin' stuff from me from the beginning! Now, I want you to tell me the truth about everything!"
"I've been telling you the truth! You're overreacting! All right… I thought you knew!"
"Yeah and how would I know that?"
"I thought that you were spying on them, just like you were spying on Sandy! You know, I didn't think that you really cared if your mother's husband was cheating on her!"
"This changes things! This changes everything!"
"Why? What does it change? Why can't we just go through with the plan the way that we set out to do it?"
"Because. I want a surprise for Mommy Dearest. I think that she deserves somethin' special, don't you?"
"And just what exactly are you saying?"
"I'm makin' two bombs here. One for my father. And one for Sandy."
"And what about your aunt Cassie? She deserves to die!"
"Yeah… Well… She's not gettin' a bomb! Mmm mmm… We're shootin' her… We're shootin' her… And we're shootin' my mothers husband…"
"Why? Why can't we just blow them up like we intended to in the first place? What difference does it make how they die?"
"I want her to find them! I want her to walk in and find them! Dead! Together! You get what I'm saying? I think that she deserves somethin' special, don't you?"
"All right. Ok... We can do that. But if we're going to do that than we have to make sure that they're together on the night that we do this."
"Yeah? And how hard is that?"
"They usually meet during the day when her fiancé's not home… So if you want to do this at night…"
"Come on… There has to be some opportunity here! You're just not thinkin'…"
"Ok. In a few days her fiancé's supposed to take her daughter to some play in New York or something."
"Oh… Is that good ol' Uncle Eddie?"
"Yes…"
"Yeah? Well… It's not gonna work because he has to get what he has coming to him too!"
"Look. Just hear me out here… You don't think your aunt's death will shake him?"
"Shake him? I don't want him shaken! I want him dead! I want him to…"Jonathan growled. "He tried to kill me, that bastard!"
"Yes, I understand that… But look at it this way… The whole town now looks at him like he's something special… Reformed… But how much do you think it would take to push him back into old habits? How much do you think it would take to push him over the edge? I think that your aunt's death just might be enough to do that. I think that it might just cause him to wreak havoc on this little town…"
"And that's it? He gets off that easy?"
"Look. You're the one that doesn't wanna plant the bomb! You're the one that wants to do this when he's outta town!"
"So if it does push him over the edge… Maybe he'll end his spree with killing himself…"
"Or if not he just might slip up. Get caught. And get the death penalty. Or get thrown in jail…"
"Yeah… I'm sure he'd like it in there…"
"So you see, this is gonna work out just fine… And you know what? You're right. Your mother does deserve that something special."
"Yeah. Yeah, I wonder how she's gonna take it when she finds out her husband was screwin' her sister. It's just too bad I'm not gonna be around to see the look on her face when she finds 'em like that…"
"Oh? And why not?"
"I'm leavin' town on that night. I'm not stickin' around to get caught. I don't know about you…"
Dinah sighed.
"What? You wanna stay in this two-bit town? That's fine with me…"
"I didn't say that…" Dinah said. "But where are you going?"
"What do you care?"
"You have no idea, do you?"
"Doesn't matter to me… I came to this town for one thing… We're doin' it… And it'll be done…"