All language subtitles for CSI Miami - 4x10 - Shattered.en

TRIPP:
His name's Jay Fisher.

Known jeweler,
suspected drug lord.

He own the house, Frank?

Yeah. Neighbors called, said
they heard multiple gunshots.

Judging by the bullet holes
in his chest, I suggest

there were three gunshots.

Does he live here alone?

Yeah. Nobody else was here.

Do not move.

Hold it right there.

What's your name, jackass.

Johnny Nixon.

CAINE:
What were you doing
on the roof, Johnny?

Hiding.
From the cops.

From the
bullets, man.

CAINE:
I notice that blood on you.

I just got this, just
now, when I fell on Fish.

Right after you shot him?

I didn't shoot nobody, man.

Take him away, please.

Okay, so I guess
you don't want to hear about

what I got on one of your cops.

The dope.

Hang on a second.

Oh, no, man, you said to go--
I don't want

to obstruct...
What are you
talking about, Johnny?

Cubano guy... Delko.

He buys drugs, man.

I sell it to him.

That's a bunch of crap,
you're lying.

If I'm lying, how come
I got his phone number?

Check it, Frank.

Under "D."

You got this from the website.

It's his personal number, dawg.

Let me see that, Frank.

Call it.

( recording ):
Hey, what's up, this is Eric,
leave a message.

Get him out of here.

What are you gonna do?

I am going to get to the truth.

I was just there
buying dope, man.

I wouldn't shoot Fish.

So the GSR test from you hands
should come back negative then.

Hell yeah, it should.

I was upstairs,

on the head, when the whole
thing went down, man.

There was all this screaming,
and hell'a shooting.

FISHER:
No, you need to get
my permission, bitch.

MAN:
I'm not your bitch.

What you need to do is
stay the hell out my territory.

Come on, man,
put that away.

We're just talking.
Well, we're not no more.

Only part I believe
is the part about the guns.

There was somebody else
there, man.

Well, you're good
at dropping names-- who was it?

I didn't see him.

What a shock.

Hey.

His name is
Johnny Nixon, Eric.

You two know each
other, don't you?

What did he tell you?

He told me
that he sold you marijuana.

That true?

Yeah, it is.

There were extenuating
circumstances, H.

Eric, listen to me, I don't want
you to say anything to anybody,

especially Internal Affairs,
circumstances or not, okay?

So you definitely think
there will be an investigation?

Gentlemen.

As expected, Rick.

Just doing my job, Horatio.

And loving every minute.

Rick, Eric
has requested

to speak to a union rep
before he talks to you.

Great.

First order of business,
need a urine test from you.

That's fine.

Okay, second,

I need to speak with all his
colleagues and get a statement.

And that will include you.

That's not going
to be a problem, Rick.

Okay, where's the witness?

The suspect is
right in that room,

currently being interrogated
for murder, Rick.

If you'll excuse me, gentlemen.

Look, H.,
I'm telling you the truth.

I don't smoke pot.

So somebody really did
fall through the skylight.

Mm-hmm.

Used my boy here
as a landing pad.

Be careful of
the glass, honey.

Already tore
up my pants.

Hey, Alexx, how many wounds
did you say he had?

Three big, nasty ones.

I've got four casings.

All 9-mil.

Maybe our shooter missed.

Might have been
what weakened the skylight.

Still won't give us
our shooter's location.

Neither will the casings.

They were scattered when he fell
through the skylight.

Yeah, you know, he did

a really good job
of contaminating

the crime scene.

That's not all he did.

Guy's a drug dealer.

Said Eric is one of his clients.

Really?

I don't believe that, do you?

Eric Delko, using drugs?

No way.

Hey.

Hey.

Can I...
Yeah, yeah, sure,
I cleared the area.

What are you doing here?

I just live up the street,
and I heard all the sirens.

What's going on?
You live up the street?

In this area?

It's a long story.

It can't be a bad one if it
ended up in this neighborhood.

Um, I'm kind of locked
in the lab my whole life,

and I'm just wondering,
could I observe?

I mean, I won't touch
anything, I promise.

Yeah, sure, I guess so.

Um, you know what,
put these on, just in case.

Okay.

Where are you
going to start?

Patrol said
somebody hit the intercom.

You think the
killer did it?

Maybe.

So... this your first time
to a crime scene?

Second... first by choice.

Oh, my God, oh, my God.

I'm sorry, I'm really sorry,
I'm sorry.

Okay, just don't move,
I'm coming, all right?

You know what?

You may have uncovered
a key piece of evidence.

Next time,
look with your eyes,

not with your feet, okay?

( chuckling ):
Absolutely.

It's tempered.

WOLFE:
Yeah, it's safety glass.

If we're lucky, it came
from the getaway car's window.

Why is that lucky?

Because it will tell us exactly
what make and model it's from.

Hmm.

Those are numbers.

WOLFE:
They're called bugs.

They look like numbers.

They're Department
of Transportation numbers.

Oh, security etching.

They tell you the make
and model of the car.

Yeah, they tell you
the make, the model,

where it was made,
what month and year.

They even tell you
the VIN number.

Here, read them to me,
and I'll run them.

4800-7875-0005H8R.

That's all I got.

I'll give it a shot.

Solstice Coupe.

You got the R.O.?

Should pop up
with the VIN number.

Deana Walters.

Here we come.

Get off me, you bitch-ass punk!

I know law! This is a case of
excessive force, I ever seen it.

Help Miss Walters up.
Bitch-ass!

Dee-Nasty.

And I don't need no po-po
telling me what to do.

Well, Miss Nasty,
you commit murder,

I'll tell you whatever I want
to tell you.

What?

Man, I wasn't anywhere near
no murder.

Why don't you try again.

We found glass from your car
at the scene.

Yeah, screwed up my ride,
so what?

So you shot Jay Fisher,
and took off in that ride.

Man, you leanin'.

I ain't shot nobody.

You want to tell me
about that cut on your lip?

Got it off my grill.

Your grill?

What about the scratches?

Whatever, man,
I ain't got nothing to hide.

Fish sold me this grill,
then decided he wanted it back.

Man, I already
gave you five G's.

Do I look like
I do layaway?

Huh?

You're gonna give me
my full ten.

Come on, Fish,
quit trippin'.

How about I... rush it to
you in a couple of weeks?

You're gonna rush it to me
in a couple...
Yeah, baby, what.

Is that what you're
gonna do for me, baby?

I don't think so.

No guns involved?

Straight-up truth, man.

I left, he was alive.

Pissed, but alive.

Then you won't mind me
checking your car, will you?

Under the seat?

That's not too sly, sweetheart.

We had 9-mil casings
at the scene.

You want to
explain that?

Look, T.J. Hooker,
it's a coincidence.

No such thing.

Did you hear anything
about Delko?
Not yet.

Is IAB investigating?

I believe they are.

Ms. Duquesne, Mr. Wolfe.

Sure you've heard about the
investigation into Eric Delko.

Protocol dictates
I interview his colleagues.

Dude, are those rolling papers
in there?

They're not mine.

What if we refuse?

You're either a witness
or a suspect.

It's kind of brutal, isn't it?

I mean, we're all cops here.

That is why it should be brutal.

As moral governors
of the community,

we should be held
to a higher standard.

Who wants to go first?

Um...

You know what to do with that.

STETLER:
Have you ever seen Eric Delko

smoke marijuana
or use any other kind of drug?

No.

Have you ever seen him
purchase marijuana

or any other kind of drug?

No.

Have you ever seen
Eric Delko

with any drug paraphernalia
of any kind?

No.

STETLER:
Have you ever seen Eric Delko

smoke marijuana
or do drugs of any kind?

No.
Have you ever
seen him

purchase marijuana
or any other drugs?

No.

Have you ever seen him
with any drug paraphernalia?

I've, um...

I've never seen him
with anything illegal.

Not everything's illegal.

A pipe-- that's legal.

Certain syringes--
they're not.

What'd you see him with?

Need I remind you
we are under oath here?

I know.

Then what did
you see him with?

Rolling papers.

Now, what did you think
they were for?

Tobacco.

Have you ever known Eric Delko
to smoke cigarettes?

No.

Then you didn't think
they were for tobacco.

Hey, Jim, did you test the 9-mil
from the girl's car yet?

Nope, not yet.

Why not?

Because I'm organizing
the firearms locker.

Markham, do you know
what this case is about?

It's about test firing
the confiscated weapon,

then comparing
the test rounds

to the 9-mil bullets

collected from your victim.

Actually, it's about a homicide.

Right.

Dope dealer shot dope dealer.

Come on,
it's a victimless crime.

It's about a man,
a citizen of Miami,

who was found dead in his home.

And maybe he made some
mistakes in his life,

but it's not for
you to judge.

And that is what

this crime is about,

and that is why
I'm taking back my lab.

What?

I mean, you can't fire
a county employee, Calleigh.

No, but I can have
you transferred.

Hey.

No match.

So Miss Dee-Nasty's
not our shooter.

And Johnny's hands
tested negative for GSR.

So that means somebody else
had to be there.

I'm going to do
a reconstruction.

Are those the
crime scene photos?

Yeah. Just picked 'em up.

What's wrong
with your photos?

What do you mean?

They're out of focus.

Something must be wrong
with my camera.

Is your eye okay?

Yeah, it's fine.

Don't lie to me.

Calleigh, I'm fine.

I think I got to get
a new camera, though.

You know what I think?

You should see a doctor.

I assume I got this house call
because you don't want

an emergency eye exam
on your county medical record.

Well, you never know

what some county doctor
will come up with.

It's probably
just some pinkeye.

Pinkeye, huh?

In the same eye
you had a big rusty-ass nail

sticking out of
two weeks ago?

You have a diagnosis?

Yeah. You've got
an infection.

An infection.

That's not a big deal, right?

Infection could be a sign
of something more serious.

How are you feeling?

You got any headaches?

No.

What about your vision?

Cloudiness, sensitivity
to light, dark spots?

No, no.

Ryan, you need to see
an ophthalmologist.

I know a good one.

If it was something...

...I'd lose my job, wouldn't I?

Sweetie... right now,
you need to be worried

about losing your eyesight.

More antibiotics.

And I need you to take them
for the full two weeks.

None of this "I feel better
so I'm going to stop" thing.

Thank you, Alexx.

I'm not done.

Promise you'll make
an appointment.

Yes.

Bob here's not getting
any lighter.

That's okay.

You can put him down.

Which way do I face him?

Well, that's what we
need to figure out.

Alexx found

two 9-mil rounds in the body,

but the last one
was a through-and-through.

That's the one that will tell us
where the shooter stood?

Exactly, but first, we need to
find out where the victim stood.

So if you turn on the laser
in his back...

It's a .45 caliber.

Thought you said all the other
bullets and casings were, uh...

9-mil.

I did.

We got two guns.

We got two shooters.

Could be anywhere

along that line
all the way to the window.

DUQUESNE:
Someone was standing out here.

And we may have prints.

DUQUESNE:
This may be our killer.

Nothing in Florida.

I'll go national.

CAINE:
Duane "Bull" Merrick.

California address.

He's far from home.

Yes, so he's got
to stay somewhere.

I'll run his credit cards.

Do that, please.

What the hell?

TRIPP:
Cameras, maps, guns...

Oh, my.

So, what's this all about?

TRIPP:
He's got a .45 here.

What are you,
some sort of a stalker?

He's a bounty
hunter, Frank.

Isn't that
right, friend?

Card-carrying.

What was the price on Fisher?

Fisher who?

The man you killed
this morning.

What was his price?

Easy enough to find out.

I'll run Fisher's warrants.

You got no right
to look at those.

TRIPP:
Actually, we do.

This is a murder investigation.

I notice that you have plenty
of photographs of Mr. Fisher.

If I was trying
to catch him for bounty,

why would I kill him?

Because maybe he didn't want
to get caught.

What are you doing?

Looking at
the surveillance photos

from the bounty hunter.

See if I can find
anything to nail him.

Doesn't his .45 match
the through-and-through bullet?

Yeah, but that wasn't
the bullet that killed Fisher.

The two 9-mil rounds did.

So we only have him
for attempted homicide.

Yeah.

Is that the crime scene?

Yeah, that is.

Unless Fisher wears
the same thing every day,

this was taken this morning.

Wait. Look at that.

There's someone behind
him in the mirror.

I'm gonna zoom in.

Who is that?

That is our second shooter.

I'm a little confused.

You want to tell me why
you were at Fisher's house?

'Cause he's got no warrants.

You want to tell me why
you're hitting me for murder

when your own people say
my bullet didn't kill the guy?

Bull... you were after
this man, weren't you?

I want to know his name.

You got a job to do, so do I.

What's his name?

I tell you,
you just arrest and eradicate,

and then I don't get my money.

Your bail jumper
just became our suspect.

Yeah, my guy's been real bad--

stepping on Fisher's toes,
selling dope, stealing clients.

No, you need to get
my permission, bitch.

I'm not your bitch.

Yeah, you my bitch.

What you need to do is

stay the hell
out my territory.

Come on, man, put that away.

We're just talking.

Yeah, well, we not no more!

I couldn't just
let him shoot my ATM.

Your jumper picked up
the 9-mil?

I told you,
he's the real bad guy.

And now he's our suspect,
Bull, so who is he?

Your suspect, my paycheck.

Now if you don't mind,
I'd like to call my attorney,

post bail and go catch
this character.

Turns out that we're after
the same man, doesn't it?

May the best man win.

I intend to

What?

You popped positive for THC.

That's a key ingredient
in marijuana.

I'm not saying anything.

You're not working here, either.

You're relieved of duty.

No, no, no, just stop.

Put that down.

Sir, take care
of this, please.

Let's go.

I don't need to be led out.

Actually,
protocol says you do.

Okay.

Where are you
taking him, Rick?

He popped positive, Horatio.

I'm sure
there's an explanation.

Can you explain why one of
his colleagues ratted him out?

No, I can't.

He's going to IAB
for questioning.

He knows the way.

Protocol says...

I don't care about protocol.

He is not a criminal.

I'm not saying he is.

I'm just saying procedure states

that he not drive
a county vehicle.

Then I will drive him.

Eric, I'll meet you downstairs.

What are you doing?

I don't know what
you're asking.

This is not about Eric, is it?

This is about you and me.

I don't have time
for this, Horatio.

I want an answer.

You want an answer?

Mm-hmm.

Okay, I'll give you an answer.

Your name wasn't the only one on
lieutenant's list for promotion.

I scored better than you.

I interviewed
better than you.

And I don't
know what favor

you pulled for the chief,
but the promotion was mine.

Now the only thing I can
do to make lieutenant

is this IAB crap.

And everybody hates IAB.

Don't punish my lab over it.

I'm just evening the score.

This is a dangerous game.

It's one I intend to win.

We'll see you.

WOLFE:
That guy, there.

He's in profile.

We gonna be able to use
facial recognition?

Uh... let me try something.

Okay, first, I need to enhance.

Now what?

It gets creepy.

Looks like Robocop.

Yeah.

Faces aren't symmetrical...
unless you're Gisele.

So now I tweak the left side,

until hopefully I get a hit
on my recognition software.

This could take a while.

Okay, so,
this is frustrating.

No ID yet?

No.

Okay, let's think.

What do we know about this guy?

Nothing, except
our bounty hunter

followed him from California.

And he was standing
in the crime scene.

And so was Johnny.

Because he fell on it.

Take your clothes off.

What? Why?

Because we said so.

Not in front of her, man.

That's embarrassing.

Delko had to pee in a cup
'cause of you, so strip.

Man.

Wait a minute.

It's gum.

There's glass in it.

That came from the crime scene.

Could belong to our mystery man.

We were talking.

And now we're not.

Okay.

I'll take it to DNA.

Saliva on the gum doesn't match

your victim, Johnny
or the bounty hunter.

Which is actually a good thing.

We need to ID
our mystery thug.

It's in CODIS now.

Start with California,
'cause that's where he's from.

California?

Really?

Yeah. Why?

'Cause I saw a car parked

just down from my house, this
morning, California plates.

Did you get a plate number?

No.

But it was a truck--
black, I think.

That could help us
find him. Thanks.

Got a hit

on the gum.

Byron Diller.

Wanted for vehicular
manslaughter and DUI.

Plowed into a family
with his Beemer.

Probably downed ten Jack
and Cokes at the country club.

He kind of looks like
the guy from the mirror,

but I don't know.

Something's off.

Yeah, it is.

Guy's got four aliases.

I wonder if he's got
as many faces.

Hey, Tripp, you got a minute?

Yeah. Did you get an ID?

Yeah, check it out.

This guy's gonna
be hard to find.

His face was rearranged.

Yeah.

I'm thinking now would be
a good time to do more, too.

Guy's running from his
second murder charge.

Miami's plastic
surgery central.

It's bad plastic
surgery central.

More unlicensed doctors here

than any other part
of the country.

I know one that works for cash.

I thought you looked
a little tight around the eyes.

I busted him a while back.

He was working on felons.

It's worth a shot.

You got an address?

Yep.

I'm gonna grab Horatio.

This could be
a long shot, Horatio.

Maybe not, Frank.

Maybe not. Make a call.

Charlie-5-Boy-20.

Requests two unit back up.

1275 Bayview Lane,
Keystone Island.

Here we go.

Get back here!

Damn it!

Doctor?

Doctor, put it down.

Miami-Dade Police.

Put it down

slowly.

The guy took my boat!

Put your hands
behind your back.

I have two suspects
heading southbound

on Keystone Island,
in the water, main canal...

I said keep your
hands behind your back.

Stay where you are.

I know you.

They're in a MAS-28.

I repeat: they are armed and dangerous!

He took my boat.

Tell me what happened.

The guy came in,
had a gun.

Took my patient
right off the table.

Then he stole my boat.

Frank.

( sighs ):
Found your
damn boat.

Dumped near
Indian Creek Village.

What about the suspect?
No sign.

Just some blood in the boat.

Yeah, I just started
the surgery.

He's probably still bleeding.

Could be on their way
to California by now.

Not if he's smart, Frank.

Welcome home, boy.

I need a medic down here.

Bail Enforcement Agent.

Got an outstanding warrant
from California.

Need to book this guy.

I think I can
help with that.

All right.

All right. He's all yours,

right after I get
his booking receipt.

Mr. Merrick, I'm losing
my patience with you.

You should be thanking me.

You got Fisher's killer.

What are you
talking about?

I didn't kill Fisher.
You did.

Yeah, nice try.

I don't know
what this jackass has told you,

but I saw him shoot Fisher.

I'm listening.

I'm arguing with Fish,
he hits me.

I'm on the ground, then bang--
Fisher gets shot.

Not no more.

DILLER:
I see him in the window
with a gun.

So I take off.

I heard two shots.
He killed him.

That's it.

It's his word against mine.

Now, who are you gonna believe,
a felon,

or someone who catches them?

I will believe the evidence.

Well, good luck with that.

'Cause last I checked,
you didn't have any.

But I will, Mr. Merrick, I will.

You remember where
it was parked?

Yeah, it was right about here
behind this tree

because I remember I could
only see the back part of it

from my kitchen window.

So right
about here.

Yeah. Yup.

So, why do
you think he'd
toss it here?

I mean, it
was really
sort of stupid.

It was broad
daylight.

You know, the dumbest thing
a criminal can do is hang on

to a murder weapon.

He was a bounty hunter,
so he was a pro.

So, if he shot someone,
he'd know to toss the gun.

Yeah, exactly.

This would have been
the first chance he got.

I found it.

Now, let's hope
we can find some prints.

Found the gun
where you tossed it.

Your prints were all over it.

Oops.

It was self-defense.

It was greed.

You shot Fisher to
protect your paycheck.

No one was shooting at you
because no one ever saw you.

Not until you
shot Fisher.

Who the hell are you?

Come on, dawg,
let's work this out.

We got a bunch of
lasers to prove that.

And we got you for murder.

This time, you're not
gonna get bail, either.

Well, live by the sword,
die by it.

CAINE:
Bull.

Somebody tipped you
to the drug feud.

I want to know
who it is.

Didn't just tip me.

He gave me directions.

He led you
to Diller and Fisher?

Who are we talking about?

The kid-- Johnny Nixon.

That makes Johnny an accomplice.

That'll add some time
to his sentence.

It may do more than that.

Hang on to Bull
here, please.

Marisol?

You're Lieutenant Caine.

You're Eric's sister.

How did you know that...?

The blonde that worked
with Eric.

She saw us at the hospital.

And you put it together.

My brother doesn't do drugs,
Lieutenant.

You know what?

Let's, um...

let's have a seat.

Thanks.

I didn't think so.

He's just around when I do.

About eight months ago,
I found a lump,

and, uh, I started chemo
a little bit after that.

I'm sorry to hear that.

So, you...

So, you smoke for the pain?

The nausea mostly.

Can hardly keep anything down.

Eric sits with me
while I medicate,

and, um... then he helps me eat.

And without Eric...

I don't know. I can't, uh...
I can't work anymore.

He pays my rent, my bills.

And I know that he's been late.

The poor guy's been driving me
around everywhere.

Deserved an award
for taking care of me.

I'm not exactly, you know,
low maintenance.

Instead,

he is getting fired.

Um, that's not gonna happen.

Well, not if I tell whoever
I need to what's going on.

No, it's not what I mean.

What I mean is,
I'm not gonna let that happen.

This is my fault.

I cannot let him lose his job.

Marisol, it would be
a whole lot worse

to lose you.

STETLER:
Horatio, this is Monica West

from the State's
Attorney's office.

Sergeant Stetler,

on what grounds did you test
Eric Delko?

Grounds?

Reasonable suspicion.

Based on?

Based on the identification
of said employee

as a suspect
in a criminal investigation

involving illegal drugs.

"Through reliable
and credible sources."

That's how the policy goes,
right?

Who was your source,
Sergeant Stetler?

Uh, Mr., uh, Johnny Nixon.

Let me get
this clear.

Your source

is a known drug trafficker
and accomplice to murder?

Is that right?

What about the urine test?

Delko tested positive.

His exposure was passive.

Do you have any evidence that
the THC came from active use?

Well, there is really no way
to tell if...

No.

Sergeant Stetler, if that's all
you have, then I'm afraid

my office could never
take the word

of a doper over that of a cop.

Miss West, there are other
considerations...

We're done here.

I would agree.

H.

I want to apologize
for not coming to you sooner.

Eric, you were taking care
of your family.

Yeah, if anyone
can understand that, it's you.

Eric...

Look, H...

I understand the damage

this could have caused
all of us.

You have my word,
it won't happen again.

Good, because it can't.

You understand?

I know.

All right.

She's lucky to have you.

It's the other way around.

Yeah.