All language subtitles for CSI - 2x14 - The Finger.en

Good afternoon.

I need to, uh...
make a withdrawal.

I'll need to see
some identification.

There's sufficient funds
in the account.

Just have to clear it with my manager.

Is that going to take long?

I'll be right back.

Is there a problem here?!

It's a lot of money,
Mr. Logan.

It's going to
take some time.

Mr. Logan, would you like an escort
to your car?

Reckless driver. In pursuit.

Damn!

Everything all right, sir?

Do you want to get that?

I think you should step
out of the car,

and keep your hands
where I can see them.

Let's go.

So how rich
is this guy?

Well, he had a million dollars in his

Who doesn't?

He's a real estate
developer.

On the mayor's committee
to revitalize downtown.

And he hasn't said
a word to anyone?

Nope.
That's why we're here.

I'm not saying anything
without my lawyer.

You don't have
to say anything.

Mr. Logan...

would you please
put your hands out?

Palms up.

I'm also going to need you
to strip.

What?

Vegas.

Thank you, Mr. Logan.

You can put
your shirt down.

Left arm out, please.

Right arm.

No visible injuries.

No blood on his clothes.

How long is this
going to take?

Sorry for the inconvenience.

What the hell
is going on here?

Paul, get me out of here now.

Roy, put your
clothes back on.

Don't say another word
to these people.

I'm taking my complaint directly
to the district attorney.

You had no grounds to detain Mr. Logan, let

Well, his hands
were covered in blood,

and he had a million dollars in his

It's not a crime
to be rich.

Where's my car?

It's right up front. My secretary
drove it here.

You're going to be hearing
from us.

Didn't Shakespeare say,

"Let's kill all the lawyers"?

Yeah.
Henry Vl.

Where is he when we need him?

Yeah. Hey, can you do me a favour, and drop

I'm due at
a nursery rhyme recital.

Lindsey's going to play
the girl in the moon.

What happened
to the man in the moon?

He got the mumps.

Mr. Logan!

You forgot
your sunglasses.

Service-oriented
policing.

You don't understand.

Get away from me.

Hello.

It's for you.

What?

Hello?

(high-pitched, altered voice):
Who are you?

CSl-3 Willows.

Who are you?

Are you a cop?

Criminalist.

Good. Because,
if you had been a cop,

she'd already be dead.

Who would be dead?

Do you have a weapon?

Yes.

Then put it on the ground,
along with your pager,

cell phone and that case
you're holding.

Do it!
Who is this?

We're watching you,
CSl- 3 Willows.

Attempt to go back into the police

Attempt to contact any coworkers, and we'll

Any false moves at all,
and Amanda is dead.

Now get back in the car.

You drive, anywhere but here,

and await my next call.

What did he say?

Is Amanda all right?

Let's talk in the car.

What did you find?

The blood's female.

Definitely not Logan's.

BRASS:
I ran Roy Logan.

No criminal record,
no wants, no warrants.

The blood on his hand
was female.

The guy's married.
He lives in Summerlin.

Bucks up. Got a
seven-year- old son.

But I'll check him out.

What about the car?

Code Five:

keep vehicle under surveillance;

do not make contact
with occupants.

You know, Catherine
had a gun.

She could've used it.

You never answered my question. Who�s

Amanda's my girlfriend.

Yeah, I know, I know.

My, uh... my wife doesn't know.

Somebody does.

How did they make contact?

I, uh... I probably left
a dozen messages for her

and, um... she, uh...
never called me back,

so I went over to the condo...
to the condo

and, uh...

this was waiting for me
on the bed.

Got your attention.

My cell phone rang;
it was the kidnapper.

He said, uh... he wanted
a million dollars in cash

by the end of the day
or he would...

he would send me
the rest of her.

He said if I...
talked to the cops...

Yeah, I heard that part.

I need a drink.

I can't believe you called.

I actually got you
outside of work.

This is nice.

I don't normally date
women from work,

but there was...
something about you.

And it definitely
wasn't your perfume.

I cannot believe
you brought that up.

Yeah, that-that-that...
uh... day we met...

that... that was...
that was very gross.

Um...

I mean, not for me,

but for everyone else-- for you.

Isn't that one
of your co-workers?

Yeah.

We don't know how long it's
going to be before he calls.

Why don't you
order something?

You expect me to
eat?

We should be in the car,
waiting by the phone.

I have the phone.

Do us both a favour: relax.

What can I get you?

Um, two glasses: one
with ice; one without.

Roy?

Uh... coffee. Black.

So, let's get
to know each other. You first.

You were born; you came home
from the hospital.

Then what?

BROWN:
Maybe he wanted to confess.

Take her to the body.

Catherine wouldn't have
left her stuff behind.

Hey. I sent a patrolman
to Logan's house.

Talked to Mrs. Logan.

She's in perfect health.

She's not our vic.

So what do we do now?

We wait. Right?

Yeah. We don't have a crime yet.

Give me the finger.

What if somebody sees you?

I got to preserve this evidence.

Hello.

(high-pitched altered voice):Take Boulder

Take the Yucca exit east,
one mile.

You'll see a sign:
Horseshoe Tavern.

You have one hour.

What'd he say?

Let's go.

Is that a finger?

WlLLOWS:
Open the briefcase.

I've got an idea.

I use this to paint my daughter's face

She was playing the moon
tonight in the school play.

I missed it.

Mark the edges of the money.

So, you got any kids?

Yeah, I got a son.

He's a soccer freak.

His life's ambition
is to be Roberto Baggio.

Hey, there's a cop.

There's a cop.
Slow down. Come on.

We don't want
to be pulled over.

If we're seen with a cop, Amanda�s dead

STOKES:
Catherine didn't say anything?

She barely made eye contact.

She just dropped the finger on
the table, and she walked out.

Where is it?

Locked up at the Coroner's Lab,
waiting for Dr. Robbins.

Unless you want to wake
him up in Kansas City.

Brother's wedding,
back tomorrow...

It was the right
index finger?

Top half sever e d just below
the right intercostal joint.

Any hemorrhagic tissue?

Yeah, I couldn't tell.
There was blood, though.

How did
Catherine seem?

Like I told Nick, she
completely ignored me.

And her behaviour
toward Logan?

Was she under duress?
Agitated?

No. No. Looked to me like Catherine was

A severed finger,
a million bucks.

And Catherine's not allowed
to talk to anyone.

Kidnapping?

So, who's
worth one mil?

It's time to speak
to his wife.

I'll call Brass.

It's a bit of a coincidence, thought, don't you

Catherine just showing up at the diner.

I mean, it's not like she
knew I was going to be there.

I knew.

ROY: All right,
that's it-- Yucca.

One more mile.

Are you crazy?

Sorry. It's been awhile since I've driven
a sports car.

Thanks.

00:16:01:0700:16:04:03 (gate creaking)

(high-pitched, altered voice):
The briefcase.

First we need
to see Amanda.

Hand over the money

get back in the car,
and drive to a pay phone.

The Gas-and-Go station,

Highway 582,
south of Henderson.

I will call you.
I will tell you where she is.

No. We need something more
than just your word.

Then she's dead.

ROY:
No, wait!

Easy.

The Gas-and-Go station,
Highway 582, south of Henderson.

Mrs. Logan?

Yes? Uh... One
minute, please.

Oh, come on, honey.

Last time you got food
all over the place,

your father spent a fortune detailing the car.

Mrs. Logan, I'm Jim Brass,
Las Vegas PD.

This is Nick Stokes, Crime Lab.

Hi.

BRASS: Have you heard from your husband?

(clears throat):
No.

When he didn't come
home last night,

did you find that unusual?

Or maybe you're used to it.

Look, our lawyer has advised me
not to speak to the police.

And, until I hear from Roy, that�s exactly what

How about if we just
have a look around?

I don't think so.

I don't see a phone.

Where's
the phone?

Damn it!

They set us up. She's dead. I knew it!

He had a shotgun.

If all he wanted was the money,
we'd both be dead.

Give me the phone.

No, no, no-- no, no! He said no phone calls.

- They may be watch... - We're past that.
Give me the phone!

Listen, please. What if
it was someone you loved?

What if it was your daughter?!

The blood from the finger
was diluted due to the ice.

- But I made a positive match - To the blood
on Logan's hands.

So it was kind of
like Getty's ear?

They cut it off,
sent it to the house?

Wife was way too cool to have seen a

He sent it somewhere. He�s a real estate
developer.

Does he own any other properties?

Townhouse off Flamingo.

Under the company name,
not rented.

But occupied?

I'll get a warrant.

See if anybody's missing
a finger over there.

Hey.
Hey. Gris,

State Troopers just spotted
Logan's car on the 582.

Drove past him
earlier this morning.

Five minutes later, drove past
him again going the other way.

Grab Sara. We're gone.

Thank you, Catherine.

She was burning some serious rubber.

Definitely
high-end tires.

There's coloured flecks
on the treads, and they're fresh.

It's gotta
be the Lexus.

Does this mean
anything to you?

Looks like some kind
of glow paint stick.

BROWN:
I think Catherine

dragged her heels
a little bit here.

SlDLE:
Yeah.

Helium canister.

You mean like helium
for balloons?

You can use it to change
the pitch in your voice.

The Lexus stopped there.

Catherine walked up to here.

Could be
the kidnapper's.

Looks like the drop-off
went down.

Then why hasn't Catherine
contacted us yet?

Criminalistics. Anybody home?

Okay... talk to me.

ROY:
Hey, Amanda, it's Roy.

Where are you?
Call me on my cell, okay?

Hey, Amanda, I thought
you'd be home all day.

So... I wanted to swing by.
Uh... call me.

Amanda, it's Mark.
I'm at the gym.

Listen, you missed your session.

Call to reschedule.

Too bad you can't talk.

Maybe you could tell me
where she is.

Well... according to the map, she
should be somewhere around here.

Amanda!

Amanda!

Why don't you give me a hand
with this?

Oh, God...

Oh, God...

DR. ROBBlNS: The finger was
severed post-mortem.

No hemorrhagic tissue
at the point of injury.

And they used
a serrated blade.

Jagged teeth patterns
on the bone.

Not much else I can tell you. It�s just a finger.

Grissom.

Thank God.

There was a kidnapping.

I know. Amanda Freeman.

She's dead... and whoever
touched the money

probably has glow-in-the-dark
paint on their hands.

You got my clues?

Yeah. Nicely done.

I know just about everything
except...

Where are you?

She ate, but she didn't
fall asleep until way late.

We had her helping
Greggo out in the lab.

I bet she loved that.
Yeah.

I owe you. Thank you.

GRlSSOM: So, you couldn't
see what he looked like?

You're assuming
it was a "he."

Rabbit mask.

Full-beam headlights.

Truman Capote voice.

Who can tell gender?

Amanda Freeman.

My guess is, she's been

in the water about 24 hours.

Washerwoman effect, but no saponification.

Blowfly eggs?

Unhatched ova.

They're waterlogged.

I found some in her nose
and trachea, too.

The decomposing body
would need time

to attract the bug s
before submersion.

She's been dead 48 hours--

24 hours above water,
24 hours under.

Bloody nose, ecchymosis.

She took a beating.

Cause of death?

Blunt-force trauma.

Back of the head.

Look at this.

What is it?

You'll have to get it
under the microscope.

My guess is
some form of stone.

Granite maybe.

I'm going to head over to the
townhouse, check out those blood spots

Mr. Logan?

I need to see her.

Please.

I wouldn't advise that.

Look, she...

was my life.

I loved her.

Please?

It's my fault.

If I'd only...

gotten to her sooner.

If I'd only paid them sooner...

It wouldn't have made
any difference.

She was killed long before
you could have helped her.

When?

Where?

You got
to give us time.

Why don't you go home,
get some sleep?

I-I don't think I can face
my wife right now.

This town is
full of hotels.

All right.

You can find me
at the Tangiers.

Marble.

Good to see you again.

Yeah, somebody
hit the table.

There's obvious signs
of a struggle.

Kidnapper probably broke in.

She made a run for it.

Got hit in the face.

Went down.

Blood pool here.

Spatter all the way
to the bird.

Birds have blood feathers
and flight feathers.

Flight feathers
don't bleed.

No capillaries,
just cartilage.

And you
know this from...?

Discovery Channel.

So, how did the killer get
the body out of the house?

There's no blood
trail from here

to the door,
so my guess is

he wrapped her
in something.

Bed sheets?
Checked.

Bed's still made. Linen closet's full.

Not to mention,
a wet sheet leaks.

Plastic, maybe.

If she was murdered here,

her finger was severed here. Where are the

Clever.

Kidnapper washed all the knives.

Why wash the knives,
and leave the wine glasses?

Get those glasses to Greg.

Yeah, looks like someone ripped
the liner out.

He wrapped her in it.

Must've gotten dumped
when she did.

Watch your step.

Thank you.

All right.

BRASS: Ran Amanda
Freeman's phone records.

Creature of habit.

Mother, gym,
Logan, pizza.

But the last call made from
that house was to a cell phone

we traced to Mrs. Logan.

Greg got saliva off
the wine glasses.

Ran the DNA. One was Amanda,
and the other a woman.

Mrs. Logan, maybe. They would
have had a lot to talk about.

Or fight about.

Looks like a small tear.

Looks more like a slice.

Could've happened when he cut through

Does this look like blood
to you?

If the body was wrapped
with this side...

that's on the outside.

It's not blood.

Yeah.

This is a grease stain.

It's got
an oily residue.

SANDERS: Did you guys clean the
table before putting the curtain

Yeah.

'Cause I think
your evidence got contaminated.

With what?

Oleic acid.
Goes well with jelly.

Peanut butter.

Great.

Hey, Nick?

Yeah?

Have you been eating
peanut butter

in the layout room?

No, man, I hate the stuff.

Well, we found it on the back of that
shower curtain.

STOKES:
Mrs. Logan scolded her son

for eating in the car.

Peanut butter and jelly.

Said her husband just had the car detailed.

I need to take my car
to this detailer.

Not bad.

Come on. You know
that treating the surface

with a carpet cleaner only
pushes the dirt further down?

Warrick, you got
those box cutters?

Did I mention how much
I hate peanut butter?

Mrs. Logan, do you
know Amanda Freeman?

Because she called you
on your cell phone

the day she was murdered.

Could have been
a wrong number.

Then, uh... what
did you talk about

for three minutes
and 55 seconds?

WlLLOWS: We could compel a DNA sample

which would confirm that you had

a glass of wine
with her that night.

Is it your intention

to charge my client
with Miss Freeman's kidnapping?

I think you went to your husband's
townhouse-- a townhouse you

probably didn't know he
had-- and a civilized drink

turned into a violent brawl.

You tore down the shower
curtain,

wrapped the body in it.

Cut off her finger,
stuck it in the mint tin,

and left it for your husband.

WlLLOWS: You transported
the body to the reservoir

in the back of your SUV

where some
of your son's PB and J

made it onto the
shower curtain.

Are you finished?

Diane?

I had my drink
with Miss Freeman.

I listened
to her rantings

about how she and Roy were getting

That's enough, Diane.

And I set her straight.

Roy was not going
to leave me for her.

He loved his money
more than both of us.

I told her I was
going to evict her

from that tacky
little townhouse,

and then Roy came in.

You should have seen
the look on his face.

And I... I left them
there to work it out.

Okay...

If you don't have anything
else? One more thing.

Mrs. Logan, can you hold
your hands out, palms up?

Jim, can you
hit the lights?

We don't have time for these games.

Okay, you satisfied?

Look, I can explain.

Look, I put on a mask,

I made some phone calls, I took the money,

but I did not
break any laws.

You killed Amanda Freeman.
Oh, no.

I didn't kill anybody. I didn't even know she

I'm a lawyer.

I work for my client. I did what
he asked me to do.

Your client?

Roy Logan.

What are you saying?

That Mr. Logan paid you to dress up as a

That was my idea.

So Roy Logan set this
whole thing up? Yes.

It started with a phone call.

I just did what
my client asked.

I just played a part.

So, basically, this was a stage
play written by Mr. Logan.

That's right. Now you got it.

During this elaborate farce

you never thought
to ask him

why he was making you
jump through these hoops?

I don't get paid to ask.
I get paid to do.

What about the money--
the million dollars cash?

Well, Roy was having
marital problems,

so I figured he was just
hiding his assets.

Where's the money now?

In a locker.

At his country club.

Where did Logan
say he was staying?

The Tangiers.

I'll drive.

I'll follow the money.

Mr. Logan?

Open the door. Please.

I'll call down, see if
his car's in the parking lot.

Fat chance.

Son of a bitch.

He had me completely fooled.

I bet that locker's empty, too.

Okay, let's run this.

Amanda was tired of being number
two, so she calls up Mrs. Logan

to discuss her affair
with her husband.

But Mrs. Logan doesn't just
discuss it--

she throws down the gauntlet.

He's not going to leave me for you

(door opening)
He already has.

Amanda broke the only rule.

Don't call the missus.

Now he really has a problem.

Two problems.

His wife is going to leave him,
take half his money,

and he was going to jail.

You got to admit,
his solution was ingenious.

GRlSSOM: Most killers take
their time planning a murder.

He took his time
covering it up.

48 hours to be precise.

So Logan cleans up
the crime scene

and calls his lawyer.

Asks him to help him
with his little charade.

I mean, what better way
to protect your assets

than to pay a kidnapper
who's already on retainer?

Everything from that point on
was calculated.

The blood on his hands.

He's the last customer
of the day at the bank.

Acting suspiciously.

Driving recklessly.

He knew he'd get hauled
in to the cops.

WlLLOWS:
You bet your ass.

He didn't leave those
sunglasses behind by accident.

His cell phone rang on cue.
The call's for me.

He practically forced that money
into his lawyer's hands.

Out of one pocket
into the other.

I especially liked
the little show he did for us

in the coroner's lab.

Trying to find out
how much we knew.

When? Where?

Why make the map?

Why lead Catherine
to the body?

Because, without the body, Logan
would always be under suspicion.

If not by the police,
by his wife.

So he left these wine glasses
for you to find.

Sure. He wanted us
to suspect the wife.

That's why he
used her SUV

to transport the body.

And he let me mark the money

because he knew that,
eventually, his lawyer would touch it.

Why, though?

The money was
in a suitcase.

A million dollars.
Pretty tempting.

I saw the locker,
I saw Logan's briefcase.

It was too big to fit inside.

His lawyer had to remove
the cash by hand.

How could he possibly know

that Catherine was
going to mark the money?

He didn't.

He probably thought
the bank marked it.

Besides, there's
always fingerprints.

So I did everything in my power
to help him.

Yeah, and he's probably
long gone by now.

Willows.

Yeah.

That's a beautiful car,
that SC- 430.

Don't get to see a nice car like
that in these parts too often.

So, when I see one twice
in two days, I notice.

Especially when the driver's
exceeding the speed limit.

Uh-huh. Yeah.

Bravo.

You know, with all that money
on my lap,

we could've driven to Mexico.

That's right.
You're short one mistress.

I got to hand it to you.

That was a brilliant performance.

But then again,
any man

who juggles a wife and mistress
and God knows what else

has to be a pro.

I don't know. You get so used to lying you

Try explaining that
to your son.