All language subtitles for Bones (2005) - S04E25 - The Critic in the Cabernet (1080p x265 EDGE2020).eng

Now this cab is young,
so limited finish, of course.
But still has a nice depth.

I can taste cherry,
a bit of ginger.

Plums and cassis.

And a hint
of dark chocolate. Lovely.

In another five years,
it's going to be
an exceptional wine.

Yes. Bruce is a magician
with my grapes.

Of course, he convinced me
to sink a mint into the vineyard
over the last two years alone.

[ Clears Throat ]
But-- money well spent.

You're going to make Virginia
the next California, Sean.

Doc, wait until
you taste the '97.

Gotta be the best year we've
ever had at Bedford Creek.
Wouldn't you say, Bruce?

-Perfect balance of sun
and rain, limestone and gravel.
-Thank you.

It was a year
one dreams about. [ Woman ] Thank you.

Now, some sediment is normal,
especially in such a big wine.

- Salut.
- [ Man ]
Cheers.

- Oh!
- [ Spits ]

- What the hell is going on,
Bruce?
- I don't know, sir.

- Something's in my glass.
- Ah.

My God, that's a human finger.

- [ All Groan ]
- [ Screams ]

It's quite simple.
Whatever Agent Booth says,

you respond with whatever word
or phrase pops into your head,
and vice versa.

That's ridiculous.
I can't properly respond
without careful thought.

Uh, can't we just
make it a drinking game?

No. This is a valuable
psychological tool, Agent Booth.

When you respond viscerally,
we can get to the root
of your emotional issues...

and figure out what binds
you two together as partners.

- Doughnuts.
- Beg your pardon?

Doughnuts. Glazed doughnuts.
I can see 'em right there.

Because you had no breakfast.
You're hungry.

I'm starving.Yeah.

No. That's not
the proper response.

Of course it is.
I'm explaining
why he said "doughnuts."

The point of the exercise is not
to explain but to respond, okay?
Children can do this.

Because it's childish.

- Can we just try it, please?
- All right. Okay, fine.

Here we go. You ready?
[ Exhales ]

Hunger.

- Sex.
- Whoa.

- Horse.
- Cowboy.

- Child.
- Baby.

- Booth.
- What? What, do you
think I'm a baby?

- You're a father.
- Oh. Mother.

- Birth.
- Happy.

- Sperm.
- Sperm? Isn't this getting
a little weird?

- No. Keep going.
- Okay. Egg.

- I want a baby.
- Whoa!

- Horse.
- Wait. Whoa, whoa.
Wait a minute.

- Yeah. We can stop here.
- I actually found that
quite interesting.

You want
to have a baby?Yes, I do.

I just--
I just realized it.

I should have a progeny.
It's... selfish of me not to.

- Selfish?
- Yes.

Don't you need a--
you know, guy to--

Just sperm. You'd be
a very good donor
potentially.

- Me?
- But you'd need
to be tested, of course.

[ Cell Phone Ringing ]

What? Is something wrong? Yeah, okay?

You don't just go around
asking for people's sperm.

Yeah? No, I wasn't
talking to you.
Uh-- Right.

- Yeah, okay. We're on our way.
We got a case.
- Okay.

Uh, wait.
Perhaps we should discuss this.

I'm not conflicted, if that's
what you're concerned about.
I've made a reasonable choice.

In two seconds,
over some stupid game.

This is a well-researched
therapeutic technique,
Agent Booth.

Oh, really?
This happens all the time,
patients asking for sperm?

Y-- No.
Well, not this specifically,

which is why I think
some discussion is in order.

Do you wanna go?
Don't we have a case?Yeah, you're right.

We gotta go. All right.
This is all your fault!

Okay. I know
this was surprising, but--

[ Brennan ]
You're the one
who's always touting parenthood,

implying that my life
isn't complete
because I don't have a child.

[ Booth ]
I know, but this is
kind of sudden.

Well, perhaps
you don't wanna help me.Of course I do.

- So you'll do it?
- I'll think about it.

I don't understand.
It's a simple request. I'm sure
you engage in masturba--

Whoa, whoa!Horse.

Enough, okay.
We'll talk about it later.

I'm not asking for you
to be involved.
All I want is your sperm.

[ Laughing ]
That's a good one.

"All I want is your sperm."

- I never heard
that joke before.
- I don't understand.

Yeah, okay.
All right. Just close your mouth
and point us to the body, okay?

- The barrel's over here.
- [ Walkie-talkie Squawks ]

[ Chattering ]

- Whoa!
- Dr. Granger said it was
a human bone, but-- [ Scoffs ]

That's impossible.
It's maybe an animal, a rat?
That could happen, right?

- And you are?
- Uh, Sean Mortenson.

This is my winery,
and this is Bruce Hanover,
my "viticulturalist."

- The remains arehuman.
- The cask has been sealed
since 1997. I did it myself.

The seal must have been broken
when the body
was thrown in here.

Exposure to air
turned the wine to vinegar.

- Looks like a purple Smurf.
- Pelvic bone indicates a male.

Like a rubber purple Smurf.

Bones in vinegar leach calcium
and will become gelatinous
within three days.

That is actually cool.

This cask is filled with debris,
decomposed tissue and organs.

It all has to
come back to the lab.

Oh. No!
[ Gags ]

- [ Camera Shutter Clicks ]
- Oh, God.

[ Whistles ]

[ Saroyan ] Liquefaction
suggests he's been there
at least eight months.

[ Brennan ]
Scapula, clavicle.

[ Saroyan ]
Fat globule.

We're all just
one step away from dissolving
into the primordial ooze.

Manubrium, ilium.

- [ Saroyan ]
Rendered brain matter.
- We got a sock, a belt.

Molar, lateral incisor
and... canine.

[ Saroyan ]
And... this is just goo.

Okay. I got a grommet,
three nickels...

and I am guessing
a chocolate kiss.

Bingo!

A chunk of liver.
Enough for a tox screen.

My guess, you'll find
a high alcohol content.

Tibia. I've decided
to have a baby.

Capitulum.

Wait. Baby, like a small human?

Yes. I know I've had
no interest in the past,

but neither did you, and you
seem to find parenthood
very fulfilling.

Uh, yes, I do.

And you brought this up now--
why?

Well, I wanted
to give you notice.

I'll be needing some time off
when the baby comes.

About six weeks, I imagine.

The staining
makes it very difficult to see
any anomalies on the bones.

Is there a father?

- Well, I'd like to use
Booth's sperm.
- Booth? What do you know?

If Booth doesn't work out,
I donate my sperm monthly.

I have a high I.Q.,
excellent genetics and motility.

No emotional baggage.
I'm kind of a catch.

- Okay. Down, boy.
- Weren't we
investigating a death?

[ Chuckling ]
Oh, my God.

Dr. Brennan
wants to have a baby.

I offered my sperm, but she's
leaning more toward Agent Booth.

[ Scoffs ]
You're joking, right?

Booth and I discussed it
in Sweets's office.
He's thinking it over now.

Although I don't understand why
he'd be protective of his semen.

There are six
evenly-spaced cavities...

along the sides of the frontal
and parietal bones.

Wait. Hand me
that grommet you found.

- Uh?
- [ Whispers ]
Grommet.

The grommet.
Yes. Right. Mm-hmm.

There you go.

[ Brennan ]
Thank you.

I can get you my little swimmers
at a substantial savings.

Uh, Fisher,
just scoop, please.Sure.

He had a craniofacial implant.

The way they're spaced,
they're positioned to secure
a prosthetic hairpiece.

- Thoseare not very common.
- I'll strain for the rug.

If there's a Missing Persons
report on the victim,

it would definitely mention
a surgical hairpiece.

You can also replace the teeth
and the mandible
and confirm with dentals.

Bren--

- We heard right, didn't we?
- Baby.

- [ Scoffs ] Yeah.
- With Booth.

Brennan?

There's a fracture
on the zygomatic,

probably from
a blow to the face.

The guy is pickled, sweetie.
He can wait.

You can't just announce
you're having a baby
and walk away.

15,000 babies
are born every hour.

It's not all
that exceptional, Angela.

Brennan, this is crazy.

Why? I'm intellectually gifted,
financially secure.

Statistically,
I could expect to have
an exceptional child.

Fine, yes, absolutely.

But you do know how this
is supposed to work, right?

You get naked together,

you devour each other
in a passionate frenzy.

Booth would think that would
create an emotional bond
between us.

- Of course, that'sridiculous.
- I knew you'd understand.

Then why use Booth at all?
Why don't you use Fisher
and his discount sperm?

No. Booth has a larger mandible
and a more prominent zygomatic
than Fisher,

as well as a more pronounced
ratio between the width
of his clavicles and his ilia.

So it's because
Booth is hot.

Now we're getting somewhere.

Statistically, attractive people
are more successful.

I'm only thinking
of the child, Angela.

- Then do this right,
sweetie.
- I am.

Emotional ties are ephemeral
and undependable.

Look at you and Hodgins,
you and Roxie,

- Booth and Rebecca,
Booth and Cam.
- Brennan, I--

I appreciate your concern,
but I have thought this
through rationally.

This fracture
hasn't fully remodeled.

It occurred
within a month of death,
possibly from an attack.

The victim is Spencer Holt,
missing almost a year.
He was a wine critic.

Apparently he could
destroy a vineyard
with one review.

Okay.
Everyone likes a dead critic.

There's-- We're gonna have
lots of suspects.

So why are you here,
and why didn't you
just send an e-mail?

- You and Brennan,
you're gonna have a baby?
- She told you.

She told everyone.
It's probably
on the news by now.

- I'm just donating.
- So you decided?

No, no! I am deciding.
I-N-G-- "ing."

I know you, Seeley.
You're gonna do it.

You wanna do it
without really doing it,
but it's still doing it...

even if you're not...
doing it the way
it should be done.

She wants a kid. Okay?
It'll make her
more personable with people.

- And what will it do for you?
- She'll get what she wanted.

- A piece of you?
- Oh, look at this. Okay?

Holt's wife filed
for a Missing Persons report.

Now I have to go tell her
the bad news.

Sure.You done?

Yes.Thank you.

[ Exhales ]

[ Tires Screeching ]

So apparently
Holt's wife was pregnant
when he disappeared.

So she's
raising the child alone?I guess so.

You know, and no one thinks
twice about that.

There are millions
of single women raising
healthy, productive children.

There was a domestic
disturbance report filed
a month before he disappeared.

Uh, you know,
if we go, uh, through
with this and, mmm--

I'm around, and if you--
you need help--

Well, I'll have a nanny.I-I figured. But you know,
if it's her day off--

You don't have faith
that I can do it?What? I didn't say that.

But you think I'd be
a good mother, don't you?Yeah, of course.

I know sometimes
you don't think I'm empathetic,

and it can be difficult
for me sometimes.

But I would love my child,
Booth. I would.

I know.
I-I-I know that, Bones.

I know people disapprove.

If you're uncomfortable,
Fisher sells his sperm monthly.

He's very intelligent and--Fisher? Ho-ho, no!

You are not
having Fisher's kids.

You'd be givin' birth
to the spawn of Satan,
okay? I'll do it.

N-No obligation.
I don't want you
to feel any obligation.

I'll do it.
Don't worry about it. Okay?

It's your kid.
It's totally yours.I'm not worried about it.

I'm just saying I will--
I'll do it.

You hold out hope,
but in my heart,
I've known for months.

What happened?Well, we don't know yet.
We're still investigating.

- He was found
at Bedford Creek Winery.
- At Bedford Creek.

You been there? I'm the wife
of a wine critic.

I've had to sit through tastings
at half the places
in the country.

I don't even like wine.

- [ Baby Crying ]
- Oh, God. I'm all covered.

I'll get her. Bones--

said I smelled of stain,

ruined the bouquet
when he was tasting wine.

Bones, you need help?

[ Crying Continues ]No, no. I'm fine.

You gotta help with the--Ah. Hey, hey.

Geez.You like spatial disorientation,
don't you? Yes, you do.

She likes you.
All Spencer could ever talk
about was having a little girl.

He would've made a good father.

Mmm. Mmm.[ Baby Fussing ]

Your husband also exhibited
a facial fracture
that hadn't fully remodeled.

Yes. He tried to break up
a fight at the wine expo.

Mortenson was going after
Charles Dunwood.

- Mortenson from Bedford Creek?
- He's a real bastard.

He and your husband
didn't get along. No.

Mortenson loved him.
Spencer gave his cabernet a 99.
No one gets that.

It was Charlie Dunwood
Mortenson hated...

because Charlie made
a cheap wine next door...

and he wouldn't sell out
to Mortenson.

And you saw this fight? No.

They all deny it, of course.
But Spencer told me about it.

- [ Baby Fussing ]
- There was a domestic
disturbance report...

filed approximately one month
before your husband disappeared.

- Can you explain that?
- Our neighbor heard us arguing.

That's all.
She called the police.

The report says it was more
than an argument, Mrs. Holt.

I threw some dishes--
but not at Spencer.

It was just
the pregnancy hormones,
you know?

I would never hurt Spencer.

[ Brennan ]
You don't believe
the victim's wife?

I just think we should check
with this guy Dunwood.
He might have a different story.

What about the owner
of Bedford Creek Winery?Mortenson is rich.

If he's involved,
we don't want to spook him...

or he's just gonna hire
an army full of lawyers to come
make our lives miserable.

Would youlike legal protection?

What?With the child,

so you feel secure
that I won't be asking
for money or support.

No. I-I don't need
legal protection.

But if you do--I don't.

Okay. I've made an appointment
for you at the fertility clinic.

They will check your semen
for motility, morphology,
sperm count.

Whoa! My boys can swim.

All right?
I have a child,
do you remember?

This isn't personal.

I-I'd be remiss
if I didn't look at
an analysis of your semen.

It's a very simple process.

You just go to the clinic,
give a sample.
It takes five minutes.

They have pornography
if you need stimulus.I get it.

Okay.

You really liked
holding that kid, didn't you?

Yeah.Mmm.

I've been thinking about
how exciting it will be...

to expose my own child
to early pattern recognition.

You know, they like
singing and, uh,

when you make
funny faces at 'em too.

Yeah, of course. I-I will make
a diverse schedule.

When it doesn't contain
human remains,

Bedford Creek
makes an excellent cab.

Very full-bodied.
It's like an Australian Shiraz.

I only drink diet soda.

I'm hoping the preservatives
can add some stability
to my life.

There's a little pocket knife...

and some glass fragments
embedded in the fabric
from his shirt.

There's some scraping
on the anterior of this rib.

I got a gouge
on the third rib...

and one here
on the sternum.

You think he was stabbed?I can't tell
from the incised edges...

because the bones are soft
and completely stained
from soaking in the wine.

Man, I can barely get
wine stains out of my shirt,
let alone a skeleton.

But your shirt
isn't composed of calcium.

Oh, my God.

I can clean them.

This is weird.
Something good is happening.

Take a deep breath.
I'm sure it'll pass.[ Beeping ]

The approximate weight
of the bones is 12.43 kilograms.

I'm gonna need
781 boxes of denture cleaner.

A shame about Holt.
He was a good guy.

One of the only critics
who didn'tdump on my wine.

But your wine sells
for three dollars a bottle.

That's right, yeah.
In a bottle or a box.
It's a good, honest drink.

- It's good.
- I didn't know
you knew anything about wine.

It's good stuff.
It's like the beer of wine.

Holt got that. He knew
I wasn't trying to be more.

Holt's wife said that, um,

he had to break up a fight
between you and Mortenson
from Bedford Creek Winery.

Yeah. Yeah.

It was at the wine expo,
in the parking lot.
I told Holt to stay out of it.

I shoved Mortenson, all right?
The guy was in my face.

Holt got in the middle
right when Mortenson
was taking a swing,

so he took the hit.

- Mortenson walked out,
just left him.
- What was the fight about?

My vineyard's next door to his,
and he thinks
I'm an embarrassment.

He wants to buy me out.
He threatened
some bogus lawsuits.

My family's been
working those fields
since 1928.

This is my life.So you had no issue
with Mr. Holt?

Hell, no. No.
You know, if he were alive,
I'd pat him on the back.

For what?

For taking
that bastard Mortenson
down a peg.

Yeah, but he loves
Bedford Creek Wine. Yeah.

Is that
what I think it is?

Were you thinking
sodium perborate
and potassium monopersulfate?

Actually, I was thinking
Nana Shirley's teeth.

More like 781 sets
of Nana Shirley's teeth.

[ Hodgins ]
Fisher says this'll remove
the staining from the bones.

Could.I said "could."

There is no certainty but death
and the incomprehensible
conundrum that is life.

Fisher, have you ever
just taken a moment
to forget yourself,

watch, like, The Three Stooges
and just laugh?

Yeah. I never found humor
in grown men...

giving each other concussions
with construction equipment.

I tried.

Tox screen
on the remnants of the liver
was inconclusive.

Uh, the vinegar will obscure
just about everything.

But I did find
some inorganic agents mixed in
with the liquefied tissue--

could help us find
cause of death.

I think I found stab wounds
on the ribs and sternum.

We'll know more
if we can clean the stains.

[ Woman ]
It's quite simple.
You just ejaculate into the cup.

Here we go, Mr. Booth.

You look a little flushed.
Are you okay?

Sure. Yeah, I'm fine.

Sometimes men can feel awkward,
knowing people out there
know what you're doing in here.

Thanks for that.[ Clicks Tongue ]
You know what to do.

[ Chuckles ]
You're kidding. right?

Okay. There are magazines
and videos if you need 'em.Mm-hmm.

- Enjoy.
- [ Door Closes ]

[ Exhales ]

- Why are you here
at the bank, Booth?
- [ Yelps ]

You've got a hot doctor friend.
Go to her and make
a direct deposit like a man!

[ Grunts ]

That's impossible.

- And yet we converse.
- Oh!

Ooh, look. A pile of porn.
Delicious.

Give me a peek, Booth, hmm?
Just a little peek
at a booby, please?

[ TV Off ]

[ Exhales ]

What's your problem?
You're threatened by a cute,
harmless baby? Grow a set!

You dowant her
to have your baby,
don't you?

Of course I do. It's just--

I want her to have a baby
because it's what shewants.

And you can just walk away
like a heartless cad...

- while she changes poo
all by her lonesome?
- It's what she wants!

[ Knocking ] [ Woman ] Are you okay
in there, Mr. Booth?

Yeah. I'm fine.

Just, uh, fine. Thank you.

Listen. Just go away now, okay?
I don't need your help.

You know, you're--
you're not a bad-looking fellow,

and if you just
keep an open mind--

Go back to cartoon land or
wherever you came from. Leave!

You sure?
I'm good at pretend games.

That was impossible.

[ Door Opens ]

Agent Booth?Sweets, hey.

How you doing?I'm fine. Great.

It turns out that, uh, the
victim might have been sleeping
with Mortenson's wife, huh?

Jealousy-- always a good motive.

Hmm. Yeah, that's good.
But right now,
I'm more interested...

in whether you decided
to inseminate Dr. Brennan.

God. You know--
Don't say it like that.

I'm sorry. I'm interested
in whether you decided...

to provide your semen
for her fertilization.

- Saying it like that is worse.
- Okay.

- I could go with "baby daddy,"
but that seems even more--
- I'm gonna do it.

Heh. I've already
made the deposit.

That's right. Apparently,
I am a god.

That's right.
Motile sperm count,
28.8 million.

I could start my own country. Okay then.

Well, I'm sure you'll be going
through a lot of emotional
changes because of this,

so if you need to talk--

Thank you.
But, um, it's her baby,

so it's gonna be her life
that's turned upside down,
not mine.

So you're not at all
stressed by this?

Sweets, I'm an F.B.I. agent,
okay, and a former sniper.

This is not
a life-or-death situation.
You understand?

Yeah, sure.

Well, if you need anything,
I'm available.

I don't need anything, okay?
I am just doing what, you know,

anyone else would
in this situation, right?

- [ Exhales ]
- Uh-- Like what?

I just--

I got a little, you know,
uh, anxious at the clinic.

- Anxious.
- Anxious. Don't get
all shrinky on me.

No, no. Uh, what kind
of symptoms? Shortness
of breath, light-headed?

It's normal, right?Absolutely.

Sometimes donors can feel
an emotional attachment, even if
they don't know the recipient.

But in this case,
since you and Dr. Brennan are--

It's normal
to imagine things?Well, not pink elephants, but--

No. No, no. Of course not.
Like, um, baby things.

It'd be odd
if you didn't.

Ha! It'd be odd if I didn't!
[ Chuckles ]

You're my guy.
That's all I needed to hear.
Thanks, Sweets.

Thanks. I gotta go,
uh, take care of something.

No problem. Any time.

There are tiny fractures
near the coronal sutures.

We never would have
noticed these before.

The denture cleaner was
an excellent idea, Mr. Fisher.

Now if I only possessed
rudimentary social skills.

Uh, they aren't really necessary
for your work.

I wish my parents were
that understanding.

You're gonna be
a good mother.

I would imagine so.

Evidence of hemorrhaging
on the underside
of the fractures.

There was a perimortem
blow to the head. [ Cell Phone Rings ]

[ Ringing Continues ]

[ Beeps ]Brennan.

Okay.[ Beeps ]

Uh, Booth is waiting for me.
Check the degree of
hemorrhagic staining...

to see if it was
cause of death.

- If Booth is still reluctant--
- No, he offered.

28.8 million viable sperm
in a mere three milliliters
of ejaculate.

As the feeling of inadequacy
makes me shrivel.

Spencer Holt was a big supporter
of Bedford Creek Wines.

He was here
for numerous tastings.

Your little boy is adorable.Oh, thank you.

- Phalanges! Dancing phalanges!
- Bones--

Right. Sorry.

So you were sleeping
with Spencer Holt, weren't you?

Subtle. Sleeping with him?

Of course not.
Who told you that?

Seems like your husband
had, uh, quite the temper, huh?

Charlie Dunwood, right?

That is
not your husband's child.

What?
I think you should leave.

- The bone markers bear a clear
resemblance to Spencer Holt.
- They do?

Research shows that babies
strongly resemble their fathers
in the first year of life,

the evolutionary theory
being that they're
less likely to be abandoned...

- if the fathers recognize
themselves in their offspring.
- What is she talking about?

Does that mean your kid
will look like me
for the first year?

There's a high statistical
probability, yes.

Excuse me.[ Fusses ]

I can compare these photos
against Spencer Holt's remains.

- The maxilla
and nasal aperture--
- Stop.

My husband could come in
any moment.

So it's true?

Sean and I tried.
It's all about business
with him,

but I really
wanted a child.

Spencer understood,
and one night,
after a little too much wine--

I appreciate everything
Sean does for me.

But Spencer was,
you know--Kind?

I wish he had the chance
to see his child.

So does his wife.

Maybe your husband found out
that you were
having an affair...

and, um, he decided
to get rid of Mr. Holt.

Seems like the kind of guy
who likes to get what he wants.

Sean has a temper,
but he would never hurt anyone.

What the hell
are you doing, Kim?

We were just asking
a few questions
about Spencer Holt.

Uh-huh.
You keep your mouth shut.

Now look, I told you everything
when you found him,

and we're not saying
anything else
without our attorneys present.

Is that clear?

[ Angela ]
I tried to talk to Brennan
about that whole baby thing.

She won't listen to me.Neither will Booth.

Guess all we can do
is board up the windows
and hope the levees hold.

- It's none of our business.
- Exactly right.

- Oh, that kid is gonna be
so cute though.
- Please. We're gonna go nuts.

I bought it
a little Onesie today.

I got the results back
on the inorganic goo.

Contains calcium arsenates.

[ Beeps ]

[ Saroyan ]
Arsenic?Yeah.

It was on his clothes
and mixed in with the tissue.

So he was poisoned?Hmm.

This isn't a high enough
concentration to kill him.

Booth said Holt's wife
worked with wood,
building play sets.

Arsenic is used in stains
and wood preservatives.
It's tough to wash off.

So Jenny Holt found out
her husband was cheating on her,

stabbed him and left us
a chemical fingerprint.

[ On Speaker ]
Spencer traveled a lot,

visiting vineyards
across the country,
in Europe, South America.

That's why I waited to file
the Missing Persons report.

He was missing for 10 days.
You didn't talk to him
during that time?

We had been having some trouble
in our marriage,
but we loved each other.

You knew he was having an affair
with, uh, Kim Mortenson?

Yes, I knew about Kim,

but we would've gotten past it.

When the baby was born,
we would have gotten closer,
like we had been.

Did you know he was
the father of Kim's baby too?

What? Yeah.

No. That's impossible.

Knowing that he was
having an affair is one thing,

but knowing
he fathered another child
while you were pregnant,

that would put anyone
over the edge.

I didn't kill Spencer.
I loved him.

In your work, um, do you use
stains or wood preservatives
that contain arsenic?

There are traces, yes.

Arsenic was found
on his clothes, in his wounds,
in an amount...

that could easily have been
transferred from the assailant
during an attack.

Why would I leave my little girl
without a father?

Why would I do that to her?

Where were you for the 10 days
he went missing?

That was months ago.
I couldn't tell you.
No one could.

All of the injuries
to the ribs and sternum
had silica embedded in them...

which matched
all of the glass shards...

found in the wine cask
and on Holt's clothes.

Yes. These injuries
to the ribs and sternum--

Can you connect
the impact points?

Why? You think Holt's wife
was making a design
when she was attacking him?

There are three
main impact points. What if
they were a circular pattern?

Okay. Well, a circumference--

A circle is
nine and a half inches.

What is the circumference
of a wine bottle?

[ Snorts ]
My guess,
nine and a half inches.

[ Angela ]
Yeah. Let's see.

Yep. Nine and a half inches.

Okay.
Get some Bedford Creek Wine.

See if the bottle was sufficient
to cause these injuries...

and hemorrhagic staining
at the coronal suture.

You know, a watermelon
is the same density
as the human head.

Oh, I like
the way you think, Fisher.

I have an appointment with a
fertility specialist next week.

I could be inseminated
within a month.

Really?Mm-hmm.

Right. Exactly. You see?
Because we have an arrangement.

Well, I thought that
these sessions were meant...

for you to see
how we interact as partners.

How does this relate?

You're using Agent Booth
to have a child.

You don't see how
that might relate
to your partnership?

Has nothing to do
with our work.

Wow. Okay, um--

Let me just
organize my thoughts here.

It's not like I'm going to be
bringing the child along
when we interrogate someone.

Ah, but you might decide
to breast-feed.
It is healthier.

Oh, that's true.Mm-hmm.

So yes, there might be some
crossover. I can see that now.
I'm sorry. Go on.

I think you need
to acknowledge...

that there are some
emotional considerations...

that you might be denying.

Like... what?

There are sperm banks
that guarantee high I.Q.'s...

and exceptional
physical prowess,

yet you specifically chose
Agent Booth.

Why?

He has traits
like courage...

and compassion and empathy...

that would be tremendous assets
to my child.

Sperm banks don't catalog
those traits.

Did you just say
something nice?

No, I gave
an objective evaluation.

Oh. Because, sounded like
you said something nice.

- No.
- How can you two not see
what's going on here?

Sweets, what is the big deal?
She was gonna have
a baby anyway.

I mean, with Fisher.
Fisher! Okay?
What would you have done?

Again, what I would've done
is not important, but you
admitted to feelings of anxiety.

Look. You know what, Sweets?
You are crossing a line
right there.

- I agree.
- No, I'm not actually.

In my position,
I could make an evaluation...

that states that you two
are not suited
to work together...

because of interpersonal issues
that are not being dealt with.

- [ Scoffs ]
Ridiculous.
- Dreamer.

So perhaps
until our next session,

maybe you should think about
some of the things
that I brought up today.

[ Hodgins ]
Hmm. It's confirmed
by the modeling.

Yep, the shards of glass
found in the cask...

have the same thatch design
as the base of
the Bedford Creek bottles.

So we know the bottle
was from Bedford Creek.

Then we don't have to do
the experiment.

We have all the melons already,
you know, and the bottles.

Confirmation
would be beneficial.

We'd be remiss
if we didn't confirm.Yeah.

Sorry, Mr. Holt.

[ Fisher ]
That bottle
was supposed to break.

Yeah, otherwise
the injuries make no sense.

You're sure a melon
has the same density
as a human head?

Would I waste our time?
Give me that.

I enjoyed that too much,
didn't I?

It's important
to love your work.

Maybe she hit him
with the narrow end.

- She was a carpenter.
More strength.
- Mmm.

[ Screams ]

[ Bottle Clatters ]

I was going out to dinner.

- Would you like a towel?
- Very much.

The Bedford Creek bottles,
they wouldn't have broken.

But it would've
smashed his skull.

But you said the design
you found on the glass...

confirmed that it was
a Bedford Creek bottle.

Yeah, but these bottles
wouldn't have provided
the injuries that we found.

So after all this,
we have no weapon
or cause of death?

[ Quietly ]
Okay.

Oops.

Did you ever think what if Booth
is the perfect father
for your child?

Not just his stuff, but him.

What if you're throwing away
the chance to have a family,

a real family,
because you're scared?

Scared? Why would I be scared?
I've been to Rwanda, to Iraq.

Listen. You said
you wanted to do this alone
because feelings are ephemeral.

So is life, Brennan.

We're here one minute
and then we're gone the next.

You should know that
better than anybody.

If you keep living,
trying to protect yourself,
nothing is ever gonna touch you.

Sweets said
that it's not his job
to tell somebody...

what they're feeling
or how they should live
their life.

Lucky thing I'm not a shrink.

The bottles were counterfeit.Counterfeit?

Yep. Even though
the design was the same,
the glass found in the cask...

had a lower concentration
of dolomite
and magnesium dioxide...

than the real
Bedford Creek bottles.

Someone's been counterfeiting
Bedford Creek cabernet.

A bottle of Bedford Creek
sells for over a hundred bucks.

So if someone fills counterfeit
bottles with cheap wine...

and ships out
a couple thousand cases,
saying it's from Bedford Creek,

they can make
some serious money.

Yeah, exactly.
Now I also found...

that the arsenic compound
I thought was from the stain
contained parathion.

Okay. We don't know
what that means.

It's an organophosphate
used as an insecticide.

The only vineyard in the area
licensed to use it by the E.P.A.
is Dunwood Winery.

Charles Dunwood.

[ Door Opens ]

We found cases of this
in your warehouse.

You were counterfeiting
Bedford Creek wine.

You charged a hundred dollars
for a three-dollar wine.

Stupid wine snobs.
They don't even
know the difference.

But Holt did. Mm-hmm.

It was none of Holt's business.
I told him to stay out of it.

I needed the money to fight
Mortenson's bogus lawsuits.

I wasn't gonna let
that bastard take my place.

My family has been there
for over 80 years.

[ Stewie ]
Is this man a complete dunce?

- Oh, God.
- Booth, what is it?

Why doesn't he just clam up
and ask for a lawyer?
You, sir, are a boob!

Because some people,
they just feel remorse...

and they want to
set the record straight.

Oh, please. He makes wine
a homeless person
wouldn't cook with.

He never felt remorse
about that.

Nobody asked you.

- Booth, who are you talking to?
- What's goin' on?

Nothing. Just, um, go on.

I followed him to Mortenson's.
He had one of the bottles,
and it was late, and--

And you cornered him
in the wine cellar and beat him
to death to shut him up.

- Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
We know.
- Will you shut up? Shut up!

Booth, who are you talking to?

So are you gonna let her
have this baby alone?

- I didn't say that.
- You are!

You're going to abandon
your child!

Oh, night's deepest gloom
washes over my tiny frame.

No, no. I can't walk away.
I never said that.

Okay? Do you understand? I can't
walk away. This is my kid.

If I can't be involved, I don't
want her to have the baby.

And the sun shines again.
Good man, Boothie!

- [ Breathing Heavily ]
- The hell's goin' on here?

- You shut up and don't move.
Booth, you're coming with me.
- No--

[ Door Opens ]Hey, wait! Stop!

You're leaving a helpless child
alone with a killer! Stop!

Hey, what is going on?I can't do it.

Listen,
I have to be involved.

If I'm the father, then...
I have to be a father.

You were seeing something
in there. What were you seeing?

Stewie. You know,
the baby from the Family Guy.

You-You saw Stewie? In there,
in the interrogation room?

So what do you say
about the kid?Fine. I won't have a baby.

Fine? That's it?No, it doesn't matter now.
We're going to the hospital.

- It's no big deal, okay?
- No, it is.

Booth, you had thought
you saw Luc Robitaille...

and then the ghost
of a dead friend
and now a cartoon baby.

Trust me, something is wrong.
Trust me.

Come on. They should have
the CAT scan results by now.

They're getting
a second opinion.

Well, then the other doctor
should've been standing by!

- Are you all right,
Sweets?
- No! No, I'm not.

I'm not the levelheaded shrink
at the moment. I'm just the guy
whose friend is in trouble,

and I'm having a hard time
dealing with it.

Okay? I'm sorry.

I just need a moment.

[ Angela ]
Sure.

Man, just when you think
you know what's what.

Man, we can't take anything
for granted, can we?

Why is it so easy
to forget that?

Ange, when we split,
either one of us
could've stopped it.

It would've been easy.I know.

Be just as easy...
to begin again.

[ Footsteps Approaching ]

They think
it's a cerebellar
pilocytic astrocytoma.

Oh, God.
That sounds bad.

- Brain tumor.
It's usually benign.
- Usually.

They're prepping him
for surgery now.

Wow. So fast.

They didn't want to take
any chances.

Go. He shouldn't be alone before
he goes in there, Brennan.

I just wanted
all of you to know--

[ Voice Quavering ]
statistically,
he should be fine.

This isn't about me.

The surgery
should take about two hours.

I was getting
used to hallucinating.
It's gonna get lonely.

[ Both Laughing ]

You're gonna be fine, Booth.
Dr. Jurzik is one of the best.

[ Exhales ]

Would you
come in there with me,
to the operating room?

No, I'll see you in recovery.

Oh, come on.
Are you gonna sit
in the waiting room...

and read all those
old magazines for hours?

I'm not a neurologist, Booth,
or a surgeon.

Yeah, but you're a genius.
That's good enough for me.

Plus, you'll know
if they're screwing up.

I'll ask.

[ Man ]
I'll let you know when we're
ready for that too. Thanks.

Hi. Let me just take a look.

All right.

Um, excuse me?Mm-hmm?

Can we stop for a second?

Can you just
give me a minute, please?

What's wrong?

Listen, Bones.
If I don't make it--

Booth, you're gonna be fine.Yeah, but if I'm not,

I want you to have my stuff.

You know, for a kid.

Booth--I want you to.

You're gonna be
a really good mom.

You're gonna be fine, Booth.
I'll be right here.

I'm ready.

What's that mean?