All language subtitles for Bones (2005) - S05E22 - The Beginning in the End (1080p x265 EDGE2020).eng

Mom, it's snowing!

[ Woman ]
Are you jumping
on your bed again, Dylan?

Yeah, 'cause it's snowing.

Come make a snowman with me.

Oh, what have you
done in here?

[ Creaking ]

Sweetie, come here.

Oh, my God.

- What's wrong?
- It's not the good
kind of snow, honey.

Cool. Dibs
on the skull.

[ Booth ]
Who keeps this much junk?
Oh, whoa, wow!

Washington Capitals puck
from the '80s.

- That's classic.
- [ Man Chattering ]

Victim is male,
in his 40s.

That's it?
That's all you got?

I mean, usually you have
just a list of specifics
I don't even understand.

- I'm very distracted.
- Yeah. I bet you are,
with all the junk here.

No, not that.

You probably heard
about the full set of
interspecies hominid remains...

that were found
in the Maluku Islands.

Oh, I missed that one.
Where's "Mypoopoo"?

Maluku, Indonesia.

Anyway,
this could be a crucial link
in the evolutionary chain.

Could be huge, I bet.
But what about
the 40-year-old dead guy here?

There are apparent perimortem
injuries to the temporal
and parietal bones...

and the squamosal suture. So, he got hit
in the head, huh?

Let's go see if what
hit him is upstairs.

And I'm keeping the puck.
That's vintage.

Oh, I tried to get him
to clean up his place.

He wouldn't answer the door.
He wouldn't pick up his phone.

It's probably clean by now.

Most of his stuff came
crashing through the ceiling
of the downstairs apartment.

Yeah. You know
what'd be great?

If it didn't get out
that Murphy died
in the apartment.

Makes it tougher
to rent.

A big hole in the floor
probably makes it
less desirable too.

[ Scraping, Squeaking ]

[ Groans ]
Oh, not one of those guys.

What guys?A hoarder.

[ Brennan ]
This is an anthropological
microcosm of this man's life.

I doubt we're gonna find
any pertinent evidence
in all this crap.

All this crap
isevidence, Booth.

[ Hodgins Groans ]

Well, this is
a little slice of heaven.

Cockroaches, fleas,
rat droppings, bat guano.

One of those guys.Oh, yeah.

[ Rodent Squeaking ]Whoa!
Ooh!

I think I'll be happier
downstairs with the dead stuff.

Ugh! Who could live
in this stench?
Put on the fan, will you?

Sense of smell--
it's destroyed
after a while.

Must be
a survival mechanism.

[ Brennan ]
In the Maluku Islands.
It's a remarkable find.

[ Saroyan ]
Better than upstairs?

Upstairs can't really
shed light on the interspecies
similarities of human evolution.

Now, this guy must've been dead
for a long time.

Maybe not.

Hodgins found
so many insects and rodents.

They could've cleaned
the flesh quite rapidly.

Anyway, remains were found
on the islands,

which suggest Homo floresiensis
may have mated
with early Homo sapiens.

- I've been in touch with
the organizing committee.
- Really?

That shouldn't cause surprise.
I'm an anthropologist.

- Who's been focusing
on murder lately.
- Lately.

[ Booth ]
Hey, down below.

You might wanna check this out.

Did you find more remains?

Not exactly.

We did, however,
find 36 waffle irons.

No syrup, though,
so what's the point?

- Hodgins.
- Right. [ Clears Throat ]

Behold.

I'm thinking cause of death
might have something
to do with blood loss.

There. A place for everything,
and everything in its place.

The place for this guy's flesh
is on his bones.

Not in the buggy bellies
of thousands of maggots.

[ Brennan ]
Dental records
confirm...

that these are the remains
of Timothy Daniel Murphy,
age 48.

You'll excuse me
if I'm a little bit excited.

You have a thing
for hoarders, do you?

Oh, Lord, no. They make me
a little nauseous actually.

But I have excellent
control of my gag reflex.

There are two sets
of parallel cleft wounds to
the parietal and temporal bones,

consistent with an attack
with some kind of blade.

Hacked to death.
That would explain
all the blood.

- Weren't we talking about me?
- It always seems that way.

It's just--

I've been accepted to go
to the Maluku Islands!

- [ Shrieks ]
- Oh! Hearing loss, Ms. Wick.

That is excellent news.

Wow. That did
not sound sincere.

If it weren't for that letter
of recommendation you wrote,
I would not have made the cut.

I had no idea that
recommendation was
for the Maluku project.

But it was.
This is amazing.

I could be referenced
in research materials.

- [ Shrieks ]
- Oh! Daisy, you have
to stop making that noise.

Hacking suggests
a crime of passion.

Any blade marks
on the other bones?

Dr. Brennan?

Yes, Ms. Wick is
indeed very fortunate.

The Maluku
anthropological team...

could influence scientific
thought for many years.

Perhaps we could return
from the Maluku Islands
and focus on the murder?

Disposophobics.

What's that?

It's a psychiatric term
for those who hoard.

These photos indicate the victim
was a Level V hoarder.

- Five out of 10?
- No, out of five.

Well, things are
usually out of 10.

Well, they should be
out of 10.

Right. But Level V
is extremely severe.

You'd be classified
as a Level I.

Me?Yeah.

I've seen your office,
your apartment.

You cling.

[ Booth ]
I don't cling, okay?

I collect things.
It's a big difference.

Okay.

Level V disposophobic
might also be an agoraphobic,

which would, uh,
limit his relationships
in the outside world.

You'd be dealing with
a very small pool of suspects.

Why are you staring
at that soldier?

It's not a soldier.
It's a full-bird colonel
in the U.S. Rangers.

And you know what?
He's staring at me.

Hope this
is coincidental.

Most definitely not,
Master Sergeant.

No, not Master Sergeant. F.B.I.
Special Agent Seeley Booth.

Why'd they send you?

I told 'em you'd talk to me.
So far so good.

I'm not talking to you.
This is me not talking to you.

We're losing men
every day.

Men who don't have to die and
wouldn't if you trained them.
Your country needs--

Whoa, no, no.

Don't say that word.

I served my country,
Colonel.

Who's that guy?

Do me a favor, huh? Head back to
the murder victim's apartment.

See if you can pick out
any psychological clues
from the garbage, okay?

[ Sighs ]

[ Sweets ]
Hello?

Hey.

[ Chuckles ]

Look at you
all squinted up.

Yeah. They didn't really
give me a pair that fits.

To be honest, I'm feeling
kind of pinched in my-- Wow.

- Those photographs did not lie.
- Nope.

Have you found anything
that points to the killer?

No, not unless he was trying
to hoard the hoarder's hoard.

Well, there might've been
something of value
in all this, right?

You think someone
actually tried to take
something from here?

How would he even
know where to look?

Oh. Oh!
Did I just see a snake?

Thamnophis sirtalis.
It's a common
garter snake.

We're on the third floor.
How does a snake get in here?

Probably followed the bats,
rats, mice, squirrels and fleas.

There's also extensive
termite damage.

Which explains why
the entire floor fell
into the apartment below.

Four, five, six fans.
And there are air fresheners
hanging all over the place.

So, obviously, there were
complaints by the neighbors.

Yep. Suspects. I mean, heck,
wouldn't you kill him if you
lived next door to this?

Whoa! Daisy said that
the victim was killed
by a blade.

Hacked to death maybe.
This could be the murder weapon.

Yeah, well, you can put it
over there with all the others.

[ Sweets ]
Oh.

Well, maybe all these
fell on him, and it was
just an accident.

Uh, no. No, that
wouldn't explain
the blood spatter.

[ Sighs ]
This is gonna be
very difficult,

'cause everywhere you look,
there's a weapon.

What's wrong?

- He's back.
- Who's back?

Angela's father.

I saw him down there.
I know you do not believe me,
but I saw him.

No, I totally
believe you.

The man carries
a black cat bone
in his back pocket.

[ Hodgins ]
Oh, God help me.

Yeah, of course
I got complaints.

Not just from his floor,
from the whole building.

From people passing by
on the street.Why didn't you just evict him?

Oh, I tried
and tried and tried.

Look, eviction notice for cause,
to wit, health, hygiene,
damage to the building.

Here's a summons
and a complaint.

Both of which
Mr. Murphy ignored.

And multiple filings
with the health department,

including mold, mildew,
dust mites, vermin.

And there are snakes
in the apartment,
Agent Booth. Snakes.

Why couldn't you have
turned off the heat?

Yeah, because that
would be illegal.
He could sue me.

All this stuff must've made
you pretty desperate.

Yeah. I-I know you think
I killed Murphy to get him
out of the apartment.

Well, the building
is rent-controlled.

You could've just
kicked him out and charged
your new tenant double.

More like quadruple.
But I didn't kill him.

I went through
the proper channels,
which you can see.

Look, these are
the court filings
which Mr. Murphy ignored.

The last one filed
three days ago.

You sure came prepared.

Yeah, well, I got to pay
for the ceiling that collapsed.

I can't afford that
and a lawyer.

[ No Audible Dialogue ]

Excuse me. Hi.

Hey, Bones.
What are you doing here?

You asked me here
to compare notes
on the murder.

Right. Yeah.

Who was that soldier?

Uh, just, um--
just an old army buddy of mine.

- You didn't look like buddies.
- All of a sudden you
can tell stuff like that?

Well, you've taught me
to be more observant
of human interaction.

I can also tell
that you're reluctant
to be honest...

about your real
relationship with him.

Secretary of Defense?

They want you to go back
into the army?
As a sergeant major.

I thought you were
a master sergeant.

They're just trying
to tempt me with a promotion,
but I'm not goin'.

This lists
your commendations.

You were really good
at being a soldier.

Why do they
want you back?

You know, they just think
that my experience
as an F.B.I. agent...

and a sniper
in the first Gulf War--

You could train soldiers
in techniques for tracking
and apprehending insurgents.

Yeah. Well, I'm real happy
tracking and catching
murderers right here.

- They say you could save lives.
- Course they're gonna say it.

It's the army. They say that
'cause that's what they want.

You don't think
you'd save lives?

Yeah, but, I mean,
anyone would in that position.

Not everybody
is as good as you.

I served my country.
I have a kid here.
I got responsibilities.

I'm not gonna go to Afghanistan,
and you're not gonna go
to the Makapoopoo Islands.

- Maluku.
- Right. Exactly.

You know what?
We have our jobs here, right?

Yeah.

[ Daisy ]
Excuse me. Dr. Brennan,
if I could just have a moment?

And I'd like to preface
my statement with a caveat.

Your unquestionable
brilliance--What is it, Ms. Wick?

Okay, okay. In-In
your preliminary report,
you said the injuries...

to the temporal and parietal
bones and squamosal suture
were inflicted at time of death.

That's correct.

"That" meaning what I said
or "that" meaning what you said?

I'll read what
you wrote verbatim.That's not necessary.

"There are apparent
perimortem injuries...

to the temporal and parietal
bones and squamosal suture."

That sounds correct.

How angry would you be
if it were notcorrect?

You mean
if I were wrong.

I would never state it
in those kind of bald terms.

Does "inaccurate"
sound better? No.

- Um, erroneous?
- What have you found, Ms. Wick?

You'll know instantly
when I point it out.

Here and here,
under 40 times magnification.

Remodeling.
The wounds started to heal
before the victim died.

Which means we have
no clear cause of death.

And even after your
superlative recommendation,
I am stumped.

Please conduct
a histological study
of the bones.

Yes, yes, of course.
May I ask why you
want to do that?

There's something funny
about the way these bones feel.

- Bones have a feel?
- Yes. Touch them.

Compare them kinetically
to the thousands of other
bones you've examined.

Lighter. Oh, my God, yes.

I wish you were coming
to Maluku.

It seems odd
that you'd be missing
something so important.

The histological study,
Ms. Wick.

[ Brennan ]
The victim's apartment
is like an archaeological dig.

We should be able
to put together a picture
of his life from his effects.

Hodgins is dating
each pile of junk,

according to
insect larvae, rat droppings
and the yellowing of the paper.

Apparently,
he's been hoarding stuff
for about four years.

The oldest stuff is where
he fell through the ceiling.

Hoarders often
organize their holdings
by category and value,

much like one would find
in a museum.

Oh, so he was
curating garbage?

Well, the term "garbage"
is relative.

The only intrinsic value
things have is what
we give them.

It seems odd now,
but in Holland,

tulip bulbs were once
as valuable as houses.

Maybe we all overvalue things
that are essentially worthless.

Well, that was more than
a comment on this case.

What's goin' on, Brennan?

What separates
what I do here
from what this man did?

Okay. So going to Malulu
is worth more?

Maluku. Yes.

The murders will
never stop,

but this find
has real finite value.

I'd be able
to answer questions about
our origin, evolutionary track.

It has implications
for history, science.

Listen--

You're allowed to make
life changes without picking
a fight with your old life.

But I need a break
from that life.

I'm worried all the time.

Worried that Booth
might get hurt on a case
and I couldn't prevent it.

Worried about what
our partnership means.

So you want to get away
from Booth?

No. It's just--

I just need some perspective
so that I can view my life
with some objectivity.

Have you talked
to him about it?

The army wants Booth
to go to Afghanistan,

to train soldiers
in the apprehension
of terrorists.

Is he gonna go?

Even though he said he wasn't,
it felt like he wanted to.

Perhaps it's all
for the best.

[ Scoffs ]
You two at opposite ends
of the world?

[ Chuckles ]
I don't-- I don't think so.

We have work to do, Angela.

Traditionally, hoarders have
one section of possessions...

that has a greater value
than the others.

We should be looking for that.

Where did you learn how to throw
a fastball like that, huh?

- You were amazing.
- You taught me.

No. No, hey,
I'm not that good.
Right? Yeah.

Dad?Yeah.

Uh, why are you
asking me that?

Mom said the army called
our house looking for you.

I'm not in the army anymore.
Bub, I'm out, okay?

I made a decision to stay
with the F.B.I. to be
with you all the time.

- So it's my fault?
- Is what your fault?

It's my fault
people are gonna die.

No, that's not
what I meant.

I want you to save lives.

Yeah, well,
I do that here.

No. Here,you catch people
that kill other people.

There,you would make it
so people wouldn't die.

Isn't that better?

It was just a phone call,
buddy. That's all.

It's over with, all right?
I got an even better idea.

What do you say we
go get one of those huge,
giant root beer floats...

that you love so much, huh?

Sure.Yeah!

All right.
Give me five, kid.

Where are the Maluku Islands?

Formally known
as the Spice Islands,
indicating they smell very good.

There are earthquakes
and volcanoes and a number
of venomous creatures.

- What about our wedding?
- We could elope
in the Maluku Islands.

Oh, okay. What then?
What would I do there?

I know this isn't
easy for you, Lancelot.

But this is the biggest
career opportunity
I've ever had.

And like my mentor,
Dr. Temperance Brennan,

my career means
everything to me.

Everything?

For now.

And I know you're not
exactly Mr. Adventure,

so this has
to be difficult for you.

But this is a
once-in-a-lifetime chance.

I have to go...
for a year.

What?

If you do decide
to follow me,

here's some literature
on the Maluku Islands.

You were a swimmer
in college.

There seem to be some
lucrative opportunities
in the pearl-diving trade.

Hello.

[ Beeping ]

F.B.I. Special Agent
Seeley Booth.

Hey, Booth?
I found something.

What kind of something?

It's accounting records
dated four years ago.

They seem to have been
neatly put away.

Hey, what if the traumatic event
that turned him into a hoarder
was work-related?

I mean,
remember Enron, Madoff?

Those guys would've loved
to have killed
their accountant.

I'm just saying. You never
know what secret lives
people have in their past.

You know what I mean?Yeah, I do.

All right. Well, I'm gonna
crate these up--[ Beeps ]

and go ahead
and send them over to you--
And you hung up, didn't you?

Booth? Yeah. Okay.

[ Yelps ]

That wasn't a scream.
That was a yelp.

Perfectly understandable.

This is a crime scene,
so, technically,
no one should be here.

You're not afraid
of me, are you?

You? No.

Good.

So now that you're family,
I'm gonna have to go ahead
here and ask you for a favor.

Anything for family, Dad.

I can't believe this.

Tim and I worked
together eight years.

[ Chuckles ]
The exciting world
of corporate accounting.

When was the last time
you saw Mr. Murphy?

Well, he left
the firm a year ago.

I haven't seen him since,
but we've talked
on the phone though.

Do you know anything about
these accounting records?

Well, there's nothing
special about them.

It's simple receivables,
cash receipts.
It's office supplies mostly.

It's the kind of thing that
we take to the recycling bin
each quarter.

Which we found
in Tim Murphy's apartment.

I'm sure.

See, this is
where it started.

He'd take home stuff
from the office.

It was garbage, really,
but he acted like it
was gold or something.

Hmm.

- The, uh, signature
on these documents.
- Well, it's mine, yes.

Oh, wait. You're wondering
if there's some kind
of crooked accounting here?

Like I might have
a reason to hurt Tim?

Oh, it kind of crossed my mind.

You can have any forensic
accountant look at these.

They're worthless.

Tim had problems,
Agent Booth.

Yeah, the hoarding. We know.

Yes. He was agoraphobic too.

He wouldn't leave his apartment.
That's why he lost his job.

We tried an intervention
a year ago, a bunch
of us from work.

But he wouldn't even let us
in the apartment.

I told him he was gonna
smother in all that junk,

but to him
it was treasure.

About a month ago,
he said a guy offered him
$50,000 for something.

- You know what it was for?
- I didn't take him seriously,
Agent Booth.

Tim was a very sick man.

[ Saroyan ]
Starved to death?

Yes. Notice
the demineralization,

particularly
in the large bones.

But his place
was full of food.

Not good food,
but basic sustenance.

The histology report shows
decreased bone mass...

and a marked deficiency
in calcium.

He starved to death.

After being hacked?Yes.

So after he was attacked,
he was somehow immobilized?

Based on insect activity,

Hodgins says he was trapped
under a collapsed pile
of his hoardings.

Oh, that's horrible.

Oh, my God! I'm so excited!
I just heard the news!

- I could burst!
- What news?

Dr. Brennan
has been asked to head up
the Maluku Island project!

Isn't it so exciting?
I just knew
they were gonna ask her!

Someone offered him
$50,000? For what?

She didn't say.
Just said a guy offered him
50 grand for somethin'.

A disposophobic has
a delusional regard...

for the value
of the things he hoards.

Yeah. That's what
Dr. Brennan said.

But she used anthropology-speak,
so it sounded more sciencey.

The marks on this door here--
you're saying
it's from termites?

Yeah.
There's termite damage
all through this area.

Mm-mmm.
I don't think so.

See this wood there?
That is splintered.

You're right.

So, uh, door's
probably pried open.

So, a robbery--
motive for murder.

Hoarder has an actual treasure.
Someone wants it. He won't sell.

He's robbed, murdered.
Yeah, it fits.

I don't think it's possible
to tell if anything
got stolen from this place.

So Daisy's going to Indonesia.
She doesn't really
care if I go with her.

Ooh, ouch. Sweets--

[ Chuckling ]
No offense, but you might
be better off without her.

Dr. Brennan was asked to head up
the expedition. Will you
be better off without her?

- Excuse me?
- Daisy told me.

No, Bones is not
going anywhere.

[ Hodgins ]
If it's any consolation,

Angela's dad got cheated out
of his car in a card game
with some bikers,

and he wants me
to steal it back.How's that any consolation?

Ah, travails d'amour,
mes amis.

The things we do for love.

Great. You guys stay here,
see if this guy's got anything
in here worth 50 grand.

You understand?

So, uh, I'll help you
get that car back.

Really?

Yeah. You know why?

'Cause I'm Mr. Adventure.

I'd rather
you were Mr. Sneaky
Ninja Killer Assassin,

but, hey,
a guy can't be picky
in this sidekick market, huh?

Nope.

The Raman spectroscope uses
lasers and light diffusion...

to measure minute changes
in chemical composition.

This machine
would be very useful
on Maluku Islands.

I've already suggested it
to the organizers.

- So you're coming?
- Agent Booth and I
are partners.

I have to discuss it
with him first.

- Well, he's probably gonna go
be a big hero in Afghanistan.
- He says he doesn't want to go.

Lance said that
Booth has the psyche
of a true warrior.

That it's a miracle
he hasn't gone back
long before this.

Maybe you're holding
him back the same way
he's holding you back.

I shouldn't have said that.

But sometimes my mouth
just has a mouth of its own.

We have to determine
the precise day
the victim was struck.

Day of attack,
not the day of death.

Yeah. How?

I want you to measure
the amount of remodeling
that occurred since the attack.

Oh, my God! That's genius.
You have to come to Maluku.

You don't want me
being honored...

by the National Society
of Anthropologists
without you, do you?

Remodeling, Ms. Wick.

Okay. What I did was modify
my mass-recognition program,
patent pending,

to scan
the photographic reconstruction
of the crime scene...

to find areas
of comparatively less chaos.

Awesome.

You understand
what she's saying?

Not in the least.
But I'm so turned on
by her brain.

I'd like to see
her brain totally naked.

[ Sweets ]
It's a terrible image.
It's just terrible.

[ Angela ]
Okay. Sweets,
you'll understand this.

We have a hoarder.
We also have
a possible intruder.

The intruder comes in
to look for something.

Okay. Stacks of--

Crap.Crap grow organically,
in a way.

But if someone
came in and disturbed
the hoarder's system,

then put everything back,
it would look different.

- It doesn't look different.
- Well, it does to my program.

There.

Okay, now somebody,
not the victim,
rearranged that pile.

Okay, wait.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Where?

[ Angela ]
So you're gonna go
towards the window.

Okay.

[ Hodgins ]
Window.

Now turn right.

[ Hodgins ]
Right.

You're getting warmer.
Warmer.

To the left.

[ Beeping ] Okay, there. There.

Does anything
look strange?
Anything missing?

Yes. There are
silverfish eggs here.

So something was
on top of these eggs that
prevented them from hatching.

I'll take some samples
and figure out
exactly what it was.

So, Bones, here we are.
What's all the mystery about?

I've been offered
the chance to head up
the Maluku Island project.

Yeah, I heard.
Daisy told Sweets,
and Sweets told me.

Oh. I'd like to accept.

Hmm. I thought
you already had,
you know?

We've been partners
for five years, Booth.

I wouldn't make
a decision like this
without talking to you.

Bones, look, you don't need
my permission, okay?
It's cool.

You say that,
but you won't look at me.

You're the one who
taught me the value
of making eye contact.

So, please?

I'm sorry.

I just--
I don't do really good
with change, I guess.

You're better than I am.

Pyramids are better
at change than you are.

It's a joke.
I was being affectionate.

Ohh.[ Chuckles ]

Will you go back
to the army?

It's what's best
for me right now.

I'll only be gone
for a year.

Yeah, me too.
So, hey, what's a year?

It's the time it takes
the Earth to make a full
revolution around the sun.

In the scheme of things,

you know, the grand scheme,
just saying a year is just--Oh.

it's not too bad.

Right.Right?

We can come back,
pick up where we left off.

Nothing really
has to change.

No, things have to change.

You know what? Hey.

I taught you about eye contact.
You taught me about evolution.

So, here's to change.

To change.

So here's what
you got so far?

A crazy hoarder
got knocked down,

buried alive
under his own hoardings,

by a robber,
who stole something
that maybe killed bugs,

then the hoarder died
a little while later,

then fell through the ceiling
of the apartment downstairs.

- It sounds better in my report.
- Which raises the question--

You usually add a little spice
to your reports when you know
your case is weak.

There was no question
in there.

It was implied.
Connect the dots.

[ Softly ]
All right.

Aren't you a little old
to go out fighting wars?

I'm not going to be fighting.

I'm just going to be training
soldiers to investigate,
pursue and detain.

I guess that answers my next
question as to whether or not
you intend to go.

What about your partner?

Bones, she's going
to Indonesia.
You know what?

Maybe it's time to find
another, you know, F.B.I. guy
and a forensic anthropologist.

Yes. On account of
you're both so replaceable.

[ Sighs ]
You got to act
like a big boy on this one.

- You don't want me to go?
- Nope. You go, you stay.
That's up to you.

But before you go,
you clear this case.

Not just dress up nothing
in a nice report.

I took the unhatched
silverfish eggs,
made a milk shake...

and ran it through
the mass spec.

To find out
what poisoned them?

Not poisoned,
but rendered infertile.

Suggesting chemical
agents or radiation.Radiation.

What I found were
phyllosilicate minerals,

along with some
interesting metal oxides,

very small traces
of vitrified clay
and uranium-235.

So an atomic bomb?

No, something much more
interesting than that.

- An atomic gnome?
- Basically, yeah.

This is the Fiesta Ware
Christmas Gnome, circa 1941.

Now the uranium was
a common ingredient
in the glaze on these gnomes...

until the Second World War,

when all production of the red
Fiesta Ware gnome was halted.

The victim claimed he possessed
something worth $50,000.
How much is the gnome worth?

[ Typing ]

$50,000.

We have our motive.

Now we just have to find
the person who collects
radioactive Hobbits.

Mr. Adventure's here,
ready to kick some biker ass.

Please don't explain.

[ Men Chattering,
Laughing ]

[ Whispering ]
Are you sure
this is the address?

Yeah. Absolutely sure.

This is
pretty extreme, man.

Of course.
Because I've got a father-in-law
that plays poker with bikers.

[ Sweets ]
Now...

- is that his car?
- [ Lights Buzzing ]

[ Dogs Barking ]

You mind
turning him around?

Why? Why, because the gnome
knows what you did...

and you don't
like him staring at you
with his soulful little eyes?

How do you even know
that's my gnome?We found it in your basement.

- Someone planted it there.
- Why?

Because I'm a well-known
aficionado and purveyor
of Fiesta Ware.

So the phone records indicate...

that you called Mr. Murphy
several times during the days
leading up to his death.

Someone on the Fiesta
message board...

mentioned Murphy scored
the mother lode...

at a flea market
a few years back.

He only bought it
for 12 bucks.

I was trying to see
if he'd sell.

Mm-hmm. Last time
you contacted him
was on April 29.

The day he was assaulted.
So you have an alibi for that?

I went to talk to him.
I was gonna give him 50 grand.

I mean, he didn't even
appreciate the gnome.
He was insane.

So what?
What, did you attack him with
a kitchen knife or a machete?

No. No, he saw.

I pushed the guy,
and I took the gnome.
That's all.

You expect him
to answer, Rocky?

He already did.

He said shut up
and get a lawyer.

Smart. Smart gnome.

I need more.

Come on, Caroline.
We got this guy.

Cause of death,
means, motive,
opportunity.

What caused the hacks
to the skull?

We don't know.He died of starvation
anyway.

The assault
caused him to starve.

It's still manslaughter,
which will get tossed
if all I have in court is this.

If it's gonna be
your last case together,
then do it properly.

- It's not our last case.
- We'll be back in a year.

Tight as a drum--
that's what I want.

And trust me, the way you two
are running from each other,

you better be damn sure
of these little trips
you're taking.

Oh!

[ Straining ]
If Angela was going to
the Maluku Islands, I'd go.

[ Straining ]
Even if it meant
you becoming a pearl diver?

Even if it
meant my having
to listen to Daisy.

So what, I should just go?

I should just give up
my career and my life...

and my friends and my practice
and go to Indonesia?

Hey, I'm about to risk
dismemberment just to
impress my scary father-in-law.

- How are you gonna get
past the dogs?
- I don't know.

How are you gonna
start the car?I don't know.

How are you gonna get
the car through the gate?I don't know.

How are you gonna evade
the angry bikers?I haven't got a clue.

Okay. Good plan.
What do I do?

Survive and tell
the story of my love.

This wall is high.Yeah, no problemo.

[ Groaning ]

Are you okay?
What happened?

Just gravity.

[ Barking ]

Dogs at 3:00!

[ Barking ]

- Ohh!
- [ Growling ]

[ Lights Buzzing ]

[ Growling ][ Moaning ]

[ Imitating Cat ]
Meow! Meow!

[ Gasps ]

- Meow! Meow!
- [ Whining ]

Meow! Meow!

Meow! Meow! [ Dogs Whining ]

Meow! Meow!

[ Door Clattering ]

[ Gasps ]

A test? Really?

You could've done
this by yourself.

Sure I could. But family
is about doing things together.

So you sicced dogs
on me for nothing.

Well, not exactly,
but we should really get going.

Wow. For real?
Okay, yeah.

[ Engine Starts, Rumbles ]

Uh, uh, what do I do?

It's been my experience
if you drive at 'em,
people clear out the way.

[ Engine Revving ][ Tires Screeching ]

[ Biker ]
Move it!

[ Bikers Clamoring ]The gate?
What about the gate?

It was built
to keep people out.

- They are so gonna chase us.
- You ain't going nowhere now!

- Block the gate!
- Go!

[ Engine Revving ][ Tires Screeching ]

[ Bikers Shouting ]

Meow!
[ Thud ]

You've been here all night?

Well, is it morning?

Yes.

I've been here all night.

- You find anything new?
- Yes.

These marks weren't caused
by a hatchet or a knife.

The direction of force
is opposite
to the direction of impact.

- What would do that?
- A propeller.

So he walked into a plane?

No, a fan.

The crime scene
is full of fans.

[ Sighs ]

Are you really leaving
the Jeffersonian?

Yes. For a year.

I can provide you
with a list...

of forensic anthropologists
who can do this job.

No, Dr. Brennan, you can
provide me with a list
of forensic anthropologists.

I don't know
what that means.

[ Objects Clanking ]

I think
we got all the fans.

I really am sorry
about leaving you there.

No problem.
Mr. Adventure can
take care of himself.

Plus, Daisy rewarded me
handsomely for my bravery.

Oh, dude.

Yes, I am the dude.

- She still goin'?
- Yeah.

Um, Angela's program
recognized this as the one
area of the apartment...

that was
the most cared for.

These must've been
an escape valve for him.

Images of a life
outside of here,

where he wasn't tormented
by his compulsion
and agoraphobia.

- Hey.
- Hmm?

Hmm.

We found your fingerprints
on the fan.

I was in love with Tim.

[ Booth On Speaker ]
When was the last time
you guys were together?

Over a year.

I thought if I could just
get him out of that apartment--

Maybe if the sun hit his face,
he would change...

and we could have
a real life.

So I pulled him to the window,
and I ripped down the curtain--

And he lost it.

- You two fought?
- He attacked me.

So I pushed the fan
at him and I ran away.

But I didn't think
I killed him.

I loved him, but there
was nothing I could do.

Well, that's that then.
They're free to go.

You don't think
this success might make
them change their minds?

You know what?
You're a nice kid.

But today is a good day
for you to grow the hell up.

[ Chuckling ]
So you're giving
him the car?

Uh, no, honey pie.
I'm giving him you.

The car is just
a little something
to remember his new dad.

Welcome to the family, Son.

That is one weird,
scary dude.

Yeah.

So Brennan's going
to Indonesia with Daisy.

Not talkin' about that.

Well. [ Chuckles ]
Sweets and Daisy,
they're gonna break up.

Hmm. Not talkin'
about that either.

Booth is going
to Afghanistan.

Not gonna touch that one.

You and I will
be staying here.

No, we are not.

Oh, really?
And where are we going?

Nous allons à Paris.

- For our honeymoon?
- No. For a year.

Because I have no desire
to break in a new forensic
anthropologist and F.B.I. agent.

Do you?No-- [ Laughing ]
I do not.

- Well, everything's
changing, huh?
- Yeah.

- What do you
think's gonna happen?
- I'm not sure.

But I do know that
we'll be together.

Ready?Mm-hmm.

[ Engine Starts ]

[ Woman On P.A. ]
Flight 362 to Jakarta
will now depart from Gate A-3.

Lancelot, do you hate me?No, Daisy, no.

Do you think
you'll wait for me?

That would be
really romantic.

I don't think so.

I don't think you should
wait for me either.

I've really enjoyed working
for you, Dr. Brennan.

In fact, Dr. Saroyan,
I worked for you.

We both know better.

Okay. I made you this chart
of all the poisonous
reptiles and insects,

what they look like,
how to avoid them and what to do
if you get stung or bitten so--

Thank you, Dr. Hodgins.

I love you too.

Wow.

Booth informed me...

that the proffering
of overly solicitous advice
is indicative of love.

Wow.

[ Man ]
Have your I.D. ready.
[ Continues, Indistinct ]

Angela.Hey, sweetie.

I hope you find something that
just changes the entire notion
of what it means to be human.

- I will.
- Okay.

[ On P.A. ] Passengers on
Flight 362 to Jakarta needing
assistance may now preboard.

Dr. Brennan,
we really have to go.

Yes.
[ Clears Throat ]

- [ Man Singing: Alt Rock ]
♪ You've been my queen ♪
- [ Daisy ] Dr. Brennan?

♪ Longer than you know ♪Oh, my God.

♪ My love for you
has been ♪

Sorry.
I couldn't get a pass.

I had to sneak off the base
to come say good-bye.

Listen, Bones,

you gotta be really careful
in that Indonesian jungle, okay?

Booth, in a week,
you're going to a war zone.

Please don't be a hero.

Please just... don't be you.

♪ Don't want you to think ♪

♪ I'm running away ♪

♪ What did he say ♪

[ Woman ]
♪ He called me baby, baby ♪

One year from today, we meet at
the reflecting pool on the mall.

Right by the--

Coffee cart. I know.

One year from today.

♪ He called you baby, baby ♪

♪ All night long ♪

♪ What did he do ♪

♪ He called me baby, baby ♪

♪ All night long ♪

♪ What did he say ♪

- ♪ He called me baby, baby ♪
- ♪ Called you baby, baby ♪

♪ All night long ♪

♪ I know he called you baby ♪♪
[ Echoing ]

What's that mean?