All language subtitles for CSI Miami - 4x04 - 48 Hours To Life.en

This is the Miami-Dade
Police Department.

Stop. You're surrounded.

You are surrounded. Stop.

Hey, come here.

TRIPP:
Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Get your hands behind your back.

You're under arrest.

Check him for weapons.

Get in there.

I want first crack
at that kid.

I'll be on the boat.

All right.

We have a...

blood pool on the floor
right there.

Be careful, please.

Got more of the same
up top, port side.

Looks like
that's where he abandoned ship.

Look at this gunshot wound.

It's a through-and-through.

Yeah, it looks like
she bled out.

Semi-auto?

Yeah, a .32.

All right.
Where are the expended casings?

That's a good question.
Look at this high velocity

spatter right here.

And more interesting is this.

DELKO:
That's a partial print.

It's a little low on the wall,
isn't it?

Whoever did this slipped
in the blood,

and then attempted

to break their fall
with that print.

Well, the print's
on top of the spatter.

Means the blood had time to dry.

Gives us a time line.

We are to believe,

Eric,

that this kid killed this woman,

waited for the spattered blood
to dry,

and then slipped and fell

in the blood pool.

It's Tripp.

He says the kid just confessed.

The kid confessed?

That was quick.

There's only 48 hours
till his arraignment.

In this system,
that kid doesn't have 48 hours.

* Yeah! *

* We don't get fooled again *

* Don't get fooled again *

You got any warrants?

No.

Are you under the
care of a doctor?

No.

You got something to eat?

You taking any medication?

No!

When do I get my phone call?

Make all the phone calls
you want

from pre-trial confinement.

Sign your
booking slip.

Step up to
that desk.

Empty your
front pockets.

Step up.

Hey, that's my stuff.

No, not anymore.

It's contraband.

Buy you a week
in the discipline module

over at lockup.

Well, can I keep that?

It's got like 500 songs on it.

No. Pluck your laces
off your shoes.

What?

Jail folks don't want you
hanging yourself.

Are you stuck on stupid?

Just do it.

Let me have 'em.

Put this on.

The bus is waiting.

State attorney
said he'll file.

Case is a
walk-through.

Frank, I'm not so sure.

What do you mean?

Something is wrong.

Horatio, the kid
had the vic's blood

all over his body.

All right, we got
witnesses that place him

at the scene.

I get that.

He confessed to me, Horatio.

All right, and I have to
strike when the iron's hot.

Is he the right guy, Frank?

Well, I don't know.

If you got somebody
better, serve him up.

Surface on these is rough.

We'll be lucky
if we get a print.

There's lipstick, too.

Was the vic
wearing any?

No.

But...

But I do have blood
around her mouth.

We surprised about that, Alexx?

She was shot.

No, no, no, no.

Air bubbles.

Means she was struggling
to breathe.

So, death wasn't instantaneous.

This girl was a fighter.

Looky here, fish
on the block.

PRISONER 2:
A punk for the bunk.

PRISONER 3:
Hey check it out:
fresh meat.

PRISONER 4:
Got some
new booty.

PRISONER 5:
Yo!

Put the fish right here.

What'd he say?

Sit!

Back up!

You've never been
in jail before, have you, boy?

I believe
I asked you a question.

No. No, I haven't.

You look at me
when I talk to you.

Did I say
you could look at me?

Hey, check this kid out.

He's eyeballin' me.

Means it's tax time.

( laughter )
It's what?

You got to pay me
for letting you ride this bus.

They-They took all my money.

Oh, well, then I guess

you'd better figure out
another way.

Where's your shoes?

I lost them.

GUARD:
Right shoulder
to the wall.

Follow the yellow line
and do not stop.

Let's go, move.
Okay, everybody, listen up.

Strip your clothes.

Then I want a single file
stepping toward the showers.

Move it!

Everything.

Let's go!

Eat it or lose it.

Sorry.

Those are my shoes.

If you want them back,

you're going to have
to fight me for them.

Relax, kid.

I'm just busting on ya.

What are you in for?

Murder.

You, Theo Huxtable, homicide?

Yeah, that the charge.

Well, all right then, big dog.

You should've ate that.

Chavala pendeja.

( speaks Spanish )

Hey, Jim, did you get anything
off the boat gun?

It was definitely used to shoot
your vic, Patrice Boland.

Prints?

No.

No, came up dry.

Must have been wiped clean.

Did you run the serial number?

Automated Firearms.

How long have you known the RO?

Couple of hours.

What?

Look, I've done the work.

But if you don't write
the report, I can't act on it.

It's analyze

and report.

Registered owner's
a Michael Boland.

That's the vic's husband.

It's a small detail.

Cal, I was gonna get to it.

Cal.

Excuse me. What is this?

What's going on?

Uh, we're checking
for gunshot residue.

You see, I didn't shoot my wife.

Mr. Boland, that's a photograph
of your gun.

It was used to kill your wife.

I keep it on board
for protection.

I haven't been on my boat
for three months.

That's an interesting
choice of words,

considering the boat

is not registered to you.

It was my wife's boat.

She was trying to sell it.

We're reorganizing.

You mean, getting divorced.

Yes, we were.

Traditionally,
if your wife dies,

you inherit the proceeds
from the boat, don't you?

I didn't want her money.

Or her boat.

Or her.

I'd met someone else.

That was the problem.

Always another woman.

Actually, no.

I met him six months ago

in the marina.

I told Patrice.

She filed the next day.

Mr. Boland,
we're going to need

to chronicle
your whereabouts, please.

You're a day trader, aren't you?

You work out of your house?

Bal Harbour.

I spent the entire morning
on the computer.

Well, then you won't mind us
taking a look at it, will you?

No, not at all.

Well, M. Boland

is the only one
that signed on today.

Yeah, that's her husband.

How do you know that?

I'm a computer geek, Ryan.

It's what I do.

Jesus!

This thing is on fire.

It shouldn't be.

Take a look.

Exhaust fan's jammed with paper.

That's why the hard drive's
so hot.

"I can't spend another day
without you.

"You're the only one for me.

I don't want it to end."

These are love letters.

Found these letters stuffed
in the Boland's family computer.

Anything jump at you?

Phraseology and word
selection suggests

the writer's masculine.

"Hope we can grab some food."

That's something
my brother would say.

Okay. Now compare it to this:

Tobey's confession letter.

Several points
are similar.

Height,

pressure, slant.

Look at the
lowercase Gs:

the proportion, retrace--

all consistent.

Whoever wrote this confession

wrote these love letters.

Describe your relationship
with the Bolands, please.

Patrice hired me
to detail her boat.

I barely know her.

What about the love letters
to Mrs. Boland?

She hid them
in her computer, Tobey.

You wrote them.

Okay.

She was there
every time I worked.

Bathing suit, tanning oil.

She said she was lonely.

That her husband
ignored her.

One thing led to another

and pretty soon
it was two times a week.

I did not kill Patty.

Why did you write
the confession then?

Because I had no choice.

He kept coming down on me
over and over again

telling me that I did it.

I've got two witnesses
on the dock.

She was dead
when I got there.

They saw you leave her boat
covered in blood.

I was running.
Not buying that.

Why the hell were you running?

What the hell were
you running from?

I got two witnesses...

Why the hell were you running?
...covered in blood.

Did you steal something?
Leave her boat...

I just wanted this to end.

You've got to believe me.

I want to, but Tobey,
you've got to help me.

Wolfe, you expecting them
to change?

There's two drinks, right?

Yeah, maybe the vic
and the killer had a mojito

before the gun went off.

The problem is glasses.

Cut pattern on them
won't offer a print.

The glasses won't tell us who,

but they could tell us where.

Look at the table
around the glasses.

DELKO:
Yeah, they spilled.

So what?

But they're uniform.

The glasses spilled
the same way,

to one side.

What are the odds of that?

Pretty good if you're banking
starboard in five-foot swells.

The vic was shot
in the open water.

Yeah, Horatio said
she was trying to sell her boat.

Maybe someone
wanted a test drive.

Hi, you've reached
Patrice Boland.

If you're calling
regarding the sale of my boat,

please leave
your contact information

and I'll call you back.

You were the last number
on Patrice Boland's cell phone.

Can you explain that?

Well, yeah.

I'm in the market
for a boat.

She was selling one.

Did you meet with her?

I didn't need to.

She rattled off her price
over the phone

and I pretty much knew

I didn't have
a spare half-mil in my purse.

So you were never on the boat?

No. Never.

Well, we found
traces of lipstick

on a glass in the cabin.

I was just wondering
if I could get a sample
of your lipstick

so we can exclude you
from our investigation.

Test away.

It's Glamour Glow.

A million girls have it.

No, I was actually thinking more
along the lines of a swab.

From your lips.

My lips?

Yeah. Right.

Your DNA.

Only one girl has it.

Okay. Okay.

My boyfriend and I met with her.

On the boat?
Yeah.

He wanted to take a ride
on her boat real bad.

He's got big ideas.

Convinced her to take us
out on the water.

So, what do you think?

I love it.

I think
it looks beautiful.

You like it?
Incredible.

Definitely for us.

Are your drinks okay?

Yeah.
Oh, great. Thank you.

Do you mind
if I use your bathroom?

Oh, no. No.

Go ahead.
All new fixtures.

So, you think
you could get used to this?

A few minutes went by
and Steve hadn't come up.

So she went to check on him.

I'll be right back.

And I hear this bang.

Oh, my God.

What did you do?

So, Steve... Steve was freaking.

Said that he was going
to go away for murder.

And that we should
just disappear.

Sail off to
the Bahamas

or Belize.

Just dump the woman
and steal her boat.

Just typical Steve stuff.

So you were just
an innocent bystander?

Yeah. I-I told him

that the last thing
I was gonna do

was get caught
on a dead woman's boat.

Told him to go
back to the dock,

let somebody discover her.

Nobody had to know it was him.

Why didn't you tell the police?

He said if I told anybody
that he'd say I did it.

It'd be my word against his.

All right.

I need you to write his name
and address down.

Didn't you already arrest
someone for this shooting?

I saw the chase
on the news.

Someone's been arrested.

Doesn't necessarily
mean they did it.

I don't know
what Gina's been telling you,

but I didn't do this.

You were on the boat.

Test me.

Gina was the one
who shot that lady.

Why would she do that?

I don't know.

Why would she buy a boat
she can't afford?

She's crazy.

I know you can test
for gunpowder.

Go ahead.

It's too late for that.

But we will take
your prints.

Have you got a problem
with that?

No. Not at all.

You see that?

Yeah.

Now check this guy out.

Something's up.

Yeah, this guy, too.

I'm gonna notify
the Watch Commander.

Call Main Control.

Ask him where SRT is.

Attention
Floor Prowlers and SRT:

415 fight. 2500 module.
Baker row.

Third Floor Prowler
requests immediate assistance.

COs involved in a fight.

Requesting bean bag guns, tasers

and special response teams
at 2500.

4-15. COs involved.

Lock the gates down.
Rack the gates.

Main Control,
2500 Baker and Charlie rows.

Electrical failure.
Gates to manual.

Module officers:
gates to manual.

Baker row:
Lockdown. Lockdown.

Baker row:
Lockdown. Lockdown.

Repeat: Lockdown.

You are in the wrong cell
in the wrong time

Jailhouse shank.

I found this on the kid.

On him or on
the ground?

'Round here, guilty
till proven innocent.

Alexx.

Stab injuries.

Sharp force.

Irregular pattern.

I got something here.

White substance.
I'm not sure what it is.

Let's get that to Trace.

Alexx.

Have you noticed these shoes?

Hmm.

New kicks.

And they are far too big
for our friend here.

Aren't they?

Got some dried blood.

Hey, Horatio,
take a look at this.

That's a shell casing
from a .32

and none was recovered
from Patrice's boat.

This guy's connected
to that boat?

No. No, he's not.

But those are the shoes
that Tripp booked Tobey in.

So what's Gina saying now?

She doesn't have
to say anything.

Your print is on
this shell casing.

The shell casing got stuck

in the tread
of somebody's shoe.

Now we've got you.

You shot Patrice Boland.

Look, my plan was to throw
her overboard at sea.

Steal the boat.

Then I saw the gun.

Can I help you
with something?

WOODS:
Through-and-through.

Bullet missed
everything important.

That means the gunshot wound
didn't kill her.

So what did, Alexx?

I noticed this when
her skin dried out.

Skin's worn around her nose
and mouth from friction.

She wasn't just struggling
for air, Horatio.

No, she was smothered.

That's what the
evidence says.

I already told Delko.

Then Patrice came to
and you smothered her?

Smothered her?

No.

She was breathing
after she was shot.

There was saliva on her mouth.

You mean, I didn't kill her?

You're telling me, you didn't
smother Patrice Boland?

No. Never.

See?

It was the guy I saw
on television-- Boat Boy.

I was right all along.

Sit down!

At the very least,
you're up for attempted murder.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey, is that the shank
from the jail murder?

Yeah, I found it
in Darrel's cell.

Is that a turkey bone?

Yep. I also found
a little dental floss.

Prisoners are so resourceful.

I know. I've seen
them make shanks

out of all sorts of things:

toothpaste tube,
toilet paper roll.

How long do you
think it takes

to sharpen
one of those things?

Who knows?

Inside there,
all they've got is time.

Is Tobey's blood on that?

Stabbers usually
cut themselves, too.

I'll see if Valera
can narrow down things.

The blood on the murder
weapon is the victim's.

Yeah, I bet.

He's got the stab wounds
to prove it.

What about the other end?
I want to know who made it.

I'll process the
handle and the floss.

Check for DNA contributions.

What about the kid's clothes?

Tobey?

I'm an analyst.
Process what I get.

The clothes come in,
I'll take a look.

The clothes haven't come in?

No.

This is what happens
with a confession.

People get tunnel vision.

Page me if you get
anything on the shank.

( phone chirps )
I'm gonna have a word
with Tripp.

Aaron, the white substance

from the dead inmate's
mouth, please.

Primary component is muslin,
an unbleached cotton yarn

from a cloth or a sheet.

There's also traces
of calcium sulfate and dextrose.

...aka plaster, like you
would use to make a cast.

That's low-rent.

Most casts aren't
made this way anymore.

They still are in jail.

Stole my shoes.

So you killed the man?

Sent a message.

Either that or get ripped off
every day till my trial.

I don't believe you.

Get in line.

Did he threaten you?
Did he threaten your family?

No, man.

Why did you kill him?

Tobey, this place
is changing you.

I killed him
'cause he deserved it.

There's no going back.

Maybe there is, son.

How?
You let me
worry about it.

Yeah, Calleigh.

Come over
to Tobey's cell.

I need you to process it.

Okay. What am I looking for?

Any sign of provocation.

Provocation?

That would change everything.

Okay. I'll take Tripp.

Thank you.

You hang in there.

Let me know when you're
releasing the space.

You'll be the first.

What do you got?

Dental floss.

Shank was held together with it?

I'm running the compares
with the ends.

Horatio's not gonna like it.

I knew that kid
was a bad apple

the first time
I laid eyes on him.

You know it's entirely possible
that he wasn't then, Frank.

Come on. Let's go
process the other cell.

File says your vic Darrel

was assigned the bottom bunk.

Here's something
on the bedding.

Did he have a cellmate?

Mm.

No.

Apparently Darrel
likes to fight.

Looks like teeth marks.

His medical record says
he was on Diazepam.

Epileptic seizures.

Well, that could explain this.

I'm gonna take all this
back to the lab to be sure.

It's more in the story

Hey. These the kid's clothes?

Tripp finally
dropped them off.

I think Calleigh
lit a fire under him.

Anything?

So far nothing but
Patrice Boland's blood.

What's this?
Handkerchief.

Was stuffed in
one of his pockets.

That's not good.
Patrice was smothered.

Yeah, more blood from the vic.

You able
to get epithelials?

Sorry, no.

Oh, wow.

Yeah, tell me about it.

So what is this?

That is your wife's blood

on your handkerchief,
Mr. Boland.

( sighs )
I have a lot of handkerchiefs.

I keep some on the boat.

( distant, echoing ):
I don't understand
what the problem is.

You checked my
alibi, right?

See this?

Horatio?

Mr. Boland,

I... I noticed
that drop of blood

on your wristband.

So? It's a drop of blood.

I cut myself last week
fixing our lanai.

It's not a blood droplet.

It is caused by an air bubble.

We-Well, what does that mean?

It means that your wife was
alive when you found her,

and she was struggling
to breathe.

Michael...

Now, we know you didn't
kill her for love.

So it had to be the money.

Michael, please...

Look...

I was eating my breakfast,
and I saw the ad.

She was selling the boat
out from under me.

And that was it.

Hey.
Hey.

Otto decided
to tag along.

So what's going on?

I want to find out exactly
what happened in that cell
between Darrel and Tobey

Tripp told me you guys

found the shank material
in Tobey's cell.

And there was some sort
of disturbance on Darrel's bunk.

Valera's working on it.

Okay, but these guys fought,
didn't they?

I mean, I'm all for
backing Horatio, but come on.

The kid did it.

Well, that's
beside the point.

Let's figure out
how he did it.

Okay. The COs
found Darrel stabbed

in the back.

Let's put our buddy
Otto to work.

I've got two penetrating wounds

below the left scapula.

Angle's right to left
and downward.

And the third penetrated

the thoracic vertebrae, T4.

Also downward,
right to left.

Now, if Tobey attacked
from behind,

these angles
show a right-handed tendency.

Tobey had a cast
on his right hand.

There's no way he could've
gripped the shank.

Oh, okay, so the left hand.

Uh...

A left hand
didn't make these.

What about the reverse?

Darrel was the attacker.

Darrel wasn't fighting upright.

Get on your knees.
Come on. Do it.

That's what Horatio
was talking about.

I analyzed the saliva
from Darrel's cell.

The weird thing is...

it's not his.

This is why Tobey wouldn't talk.

It wasn't out of fear.
It was out of shame.

I'll call Horatio.

Tobey.

Tobey, we just arrested
Michael Boland

for the murder
of his wife, Patrice.

Doesn't change that I killed
somebody here, does it?

I'm staying.

We now understand
that you acted in self-defense.

No, it wasn't. I killed him.

Tobey, when
we processed
Darrel's cell

we found your saliva
on Darrel's bunk.

And I'm guessing...

I'm guessing
it wasn't the first time.

The first day, he grabs my neck.

Get in the bunk.

Word gets around.

I realized
it's going to be every day.

For the rest of my life.

And he comes at me again

during the riot.

And saying something
would've made it worse.

I had to stop it myself.

And that's it.

No more.

Do you really think
telling the truth

is going to get me out of here?

Here's what I think.

Here's what I know.

That at the end of the
day, the truth, Tobey...

the truth is all we have.