All language subtitles for Bones (2005) - S08E19 - The Doom in the Gloom (1080p x265 EDGE2020).eng

[water dripping]

[gasps]

[sighs]

[gun clicks]

[screaming]

[men grunting]

[yells]

Oh! This part.

This part is awesome.

He takes out 40 guys
because he's guided by

the spirit of the frog.Oh! He doesn't

even have to read them
their rights.

Wushu focuses
on chi manipulation,

initially developed

by the Yellow
Emperor Huangdi.

What?Huangdi.

[chuckles]

This is not an accurate

representation
of the Hung Gar discipline.

SWEETS:He's guided by the
spirit of the frog.

Yeah, it's the spirit of
the frog, just keeps him alive.

That's right.You know,
you shouldn't comment

when you don't know
all the facts.

You said you thought
it was childish for Sweets

to watch these
kinds of movies.

SWEETS:
You said that?

You said childish?
No.

Thank you. I was wrong.
I was very wrong.

I mean, come on, look-it,
Qi Jiguang

just took out 12 Shaolin monks.
Look at that.

That is not childish.

No, that's what
I've been saying.

[phone ringing]Oh, hold on.

Sweets.

What are you doing?

Yeah.

Of course I'm still interested.

Thank you.

Bye.

The apartment in Georgetown;
it looks like I'm moving in.

I'm meeting with the
other two tenants today.

Well, I'm going to need

you blueberry muffin recipe
before you go.

Christine loves them.Blueberry muffins?

That's the first
thing you go to?
I'm a mother.

I'm gonna miss Christine.
I can't believe I'm moving out.

Hate to be a killjoy, but we've
been down this road before,

and you always end up
staying here.No, no, no.

This place is perfect;
there's no way I'm gonna

[phone ringing]let it get away.

Booth.

Yeah?
Quack, quack, quack.

No, no, no worries.
Okay, on our way.

Well, got to go; we got
a body in a shed in Virginia,

and it's a crispy one.
We will continue

this Asian
ass-kicking film later.

Indeed.All right,

can you watch Christine, Sweets?Yeah.

This might be
our last time together.

I'm gonna have
to have a bottle with you.

I'm gonna miss
the free childcare.

I hope he doesn't take
all his DVDs.

[indistinct chatter]

SAROYAN:
A neighbor spotted smoke

about 7:00 a.m.,
but it was a cold morning

so he thought
it was just the fireplace.

Then a little while later,
he saw flames, called 911,

and the fire was out
by 10:00 a.m.

BOOTH:
Oh, God,

I hate the toasted ones.

And I prefer them
with heads.

Uh, careful.
This guy's pretty brittle.

BRENNAN: Judging by the oval
shape of the obturator foramen,

the victim is female.

The granular appearance
of the pubic face

indicates mid-30s.Well, half the stuff

in here has been scorched
or melted.

Something in here
must have been valuable.

Workshop materials mostly.

This is
a partially melted wrench,

some bolts, screws;
this was a drill.

Ammunition all over the place.

High explosives,
bullet casings--

probably what caused
this place to go ablaze.

But there's only one gun.

The pistol she was holding.

BOOTH:
Maybe the others were stolen.

I think that's a gravity shower.

BOOTH:
Maybe she was living here.

Or hiding out.

She was decapitated

by the shelf.

What?Yeah, she must have been thrown

[groans]against the shelving

from a blast of some kind.

I mean,
that is the only way

there would be this much damage.

Well, her head has to be
around here somewhere.

SAROYAN:
We're still searching
through the debris.

This vest never burned.

Fire-resistant.

Maybe she was
expecting this.

What kind of person
expects this?

Okay, Bones, cause of death.

Too soon to give
a definitive answer.

Why?

Decapitation might have
played a part.

That would certainly
factor in.

Oh, found the head.

In the toilet.

BOOTH:Okay,

that's a rough way
to be remembered.

DAISY: Oh, my God,
a gunshot wound.

I guess the vest
wasn't bulletproof.

BRENNAN: There
are two bullets.

And I think you'll find
that they're joined.

By a wire?

These are not legal;
it's called a bolo.

Booth will know more.

Dr. Brennan,

may I ask a personal question?

Yes. But I may not answer.

Is Lance finally moving
out of your house?

He has stated
his intention.

He was only supposed to stay
with us until he found a place.

He found one.

Apparently, there are
two other psychologists

living in the building,

so they can all pretend
to be scientists together.

Well, I'm sure you'll be glad
to get your privacy back.

Yes.

Except it is my impression

that Sweets is the only person
in the world

that Booth, Christine and I
like the same amount.

Even though liking
is not quantifiable.

Yes, and emotions
are unreliable.

The distal phalanges were
too burned to be saved.

The radius, ulna, thorax

and anterior plane of
the lower extremities

all calcined from the fire.

The back, shoulders,
and buttocks

are dark to light gray,

indicating less exposure.The vest was flame-retardant,

or else we'd have
no flesh at all.

The property
and the shed belonged

to a woman named
Deanna Barbieri.

Single, ex-military.

A veteran?

I hate when it's a veteran.

I got a recent set
of her chest X-rays

from the V.A. from
about a year ago.

She came in suffering from
shortness of breath and a fever.

Oh, a victim identification
from a chest X-ray?

Is that possible?

From the size, shape and
position of the transverse

processes
of the vertebrae,

it appears that both X-rays
belong to the same person.

But we can't be certain certain,
just mostly certain.

Certain is an
absolute, Ms. Wick.

You can't be
mostly certain.

Mostly certain is good for me.

From the angle of
the entry wound,

the slugs would have
most likely transected

the inferior vena cava.

Cause of death.
Thank you.

Tied with decapitation.

Uh, Ms. Wick is right,
but we can't be sure

if the victim
was still alive

at the moment her head was
separated from her body.

SAROYAN: Vena cava's
good enough for me!

[phone chirps]Oh.

I have to go.

Please clean the
bones, Ms. Wick.

BRENNAN:
But he said he was going.

Ha, okay, how many
times has he told us

that he has found a place
and then something happens?

Um, three.

Three, exactly.
It never happens,

which means we have
to make him leave.

But I just said
that we liked him.

We do. That's why we have
to push him out of the nest.

Like Turdus migratorius?

No, like a bird, not a turd.

Don't call him a turd.

Well, Turdus migratorius

is the scientific
name for the robin,

which is a bird.The point is,

when he says
that it didn't work out,

we have to help him leave,
you know?

It's for his own sake.

SWEETS:Hey.

Deanna Barbieri.Yeah.

35, former sergeant
in the Marines.

She was given
administrative discharge

12 months ago
after a fistfight

with another marine.
All of it's part of

a pattern of misconduct,
including assaulting an officer.

What?
Oh.

Booth and I were
just sitting here

in the diner,
looking at the menu,

and, well, we got to
wondering, you know,

how it went.

How what went?

Your new place.

Oh, great. I'm in.

It's perfect.
I'll be out within a day.

Is that okay?

BOOTH: It's great;
no complaints here.

Hey, I get my tub back.

So, I think the first thing we
should do is talk to this marine

that our victim fought with.

They were both kicked
out of the Marines.

Mm-hmm.

Her name's Carlene Blayney.

Uh, you know what, I'll
talk to her this afternoon.

Okay.

Well, you're not
gonna stay for lunch?

Uh, no.

I have a lot to do, so...

Bye.

I guess he's really leaving.

[scoffs]
Yeah, we'll see.

DAISY:
What are we making?

Well, a swab from
the victim's chest revealed

a mixture of phosphorus
and magnesium.

An explosive used

in a certain kind of shell
called dragon's breath.

When fired,
it produces a 50-foot flame

that lasts
for about three seconds.

That would mean
that the same shot

that killed the victim
also started the fire.

Yeah, if it works,

which is what we are here
to find out.

SAROYAN:
Oh, no, no, no, no. What...

Really?

[gun clicks]

Fire in the...

...hole.

Sorry.

The trigger was
a little more

sensitive than I thought.

What does that prove?

The shot that killed the victim
also started the fire.

SAROYAN:
Okay, now put it out.

CARLENE: Deanna and I
were actually friends.

We went through
basic training together.

She was a real soldier.

Deanna was the real deal.

Right, so what happened?

She started talking about

the end of the world.

Took it real serious.

I didn't. She took offense.

She took a swing at me.So you laid her out.

And then we both got discharged.

Deanna was pretty sure

that our whole society
was going to fall apart,

including the military.

But you don't believe
that society

then will fall apart?Nope.

People are resilient.

We're gonna be okay.

Right, well,
we have phone records showing

that you called her eight times
in the last few months.

Because I didn't know
where she lived anymore.

She disappeared,
fell right off the grid.

Now, that's a lot of concern

for someone
who ruined you career

in the military.

You never had a fight
with someone?

You don't find
a lot of friends

in this world.

I was trying to hang on
to one of mine.

So she didn't call you back?

Look, I didn't kill her.

I'm sorry she's dead.

I wish I had the chance
to tell her I'm sorry.

Well, we found a shotgun
in your apartment.

We're gonna run
some tests on it.

You do what you got to do.

Listen, I can't, I can't tell
if you killed her or not,

but in case you didn't,

I'd like to
point out that

if you called her
eight times,

she knew you were
trying to make up.

Thank you for that.

Thank you.

You found something,
Ms. Wick?

I did.
Look at this.

When I was cleaning the femur,

I found a remodeled injury,
less than a year old.

Very good work,
Ms. Wick.

This is a nasty injury.

Expertly set.

But the cause,
it's not familiar to me.

I thought you might
have a theory.

I have seen breaks
like this before.

The remodeled splintering
indicates that she was hit

with something of a relatively
high density

at a relatively high speed.

A bullet?

More dense and slower
than a bullet.

A baseball bat.
A car bumper.

Faster than both
and more localized.

Remodeling shows striations
from the splintering.

The Civil War.

Hobbyists still use
Civil War munitions.

Oh.

A musket ball.
Larger.

I believe we're looking
at an injury from a cannonball.

We have the medical records

from the Veterans
Administration.

There's no mention of a wound.

How does someone who
lives off the grid

get shot by a cannon

and get medical attention
this good?

I took samples of the victim's
remodeled femur.

The injury contained
cast iron and lead.

Who makes her own
cannonballs?

Well, she had this
old Civil War cannonball press,

which requires
cast iron and lead.

No brass, copper or steel
that would be used today.

So she did.

So she shot herself
in the leg with a cannon?

Are you thinking some

terribly complicated
suicide attempt?

I'm thinking accident,

but I like your flair
for the dramatic.

I'll be testing
my theory later

when I find a matching cannon
from the Civil War exhibit.

You won't have to.

I matched the wound
on the victim's femur.

You said the diameter
of a two-pounder cannonball

was 6.8 centimeters, right?

Yeah.

Guess you heard that Sweets
is finally moving out

of Mom and Dad's house.

You misjudge Lance.
He's not a child.

He's responsible
for managing

pro bono
psychological counseling

at the homeless shelter
in Penn Quarter,

and he helped me make
investments in my 401[k]

that withstood the crash.

So his only problem
is sleeping alone.

Nobody likes that,
Dr. Hodgins.

Isn't that why you married
Ms. Montenegro?

Oh, snap.

Okay, the diameter of the ball

matches the outline
of the break on her leg

as well as the directionality
of the splintering.

Very impressive, Ms. Montenegro.

Thanks, Daisy.Well, I'd like to be sure.

We should definitely
check velocity

as well as density
of the ball...

I know what this is about.
You just want to...

Yes, I just want
to be thorough.

So if you need me,

I'll be next door
in the Antietam exhibit.

A cannonball?

BOOTH: Yeah, that's
what they think.

It's all very old school,
you know?

She makes her own ammo...

But a cannon?

Yeah, a cannon.

She's probably making,
you know, ammo

for other
people, as well.

So if we find out
who those people are,

we might find our killer.

It's the only lead
that we have.

Plus the tests on
Carlene Blayney's shotgun--

that came back
negative as well.

[phone ringing]Oh, sorry. Hold on.

Sweets here. Yes.

Thank you.

I'd like a quote on
renter's insurance.

Sure, I'll e-mail you
all my information

and an itemized
list of valuables.

Great.
Thanks. Bye.

Sorry.Ah, it's okay.

You all good with the move?
You need any help?

No, but thanks.

All right. Make sure
you check that building out

for asbestos and plumbing leaks,
cracks in the foundation.

Yeah.
Everything's good?

Yeah. All done.Okay, 'cause I don't

want to hear any
crazy excuses

from you that you
got to move back in.

Not gonna happen. I'm set.

You're okay living in a
building full of shrinks?

Hey, you know,
we have a lot in common,

plus we have the skills
to work out our disagreements

in a healthy
and constructive manner.

But I'm gonna miss you,
too, Agent Booth.

Right, yeah. Well, I see you
all the time here at work.

Plus, I get my tub back
and I won't have to look

at that stupid pomegranate
juice in my refrigerator.

You still haven't tried it yet?

No, I haven't, okay?
That's called "shrink juice."

It's just pomegranate juice.

Why don't you gather all
your new neighbors together

and you can have
a shrink juice party?

It's good.
Yeah, sure.
Enjoy that.

There's pitting
in the mandible and maxilla.

I assumed it was from buckshot
when she was killed,

but the damage is too small
and not deep enough.

And Dr. Hodgins said there was
no buckshot in the shell.

We already know she was
making cannonballs.

Maybe there's another form of
ammunition we're overlooking.

Look again, Ms. Wick.

This pitting was not caused
by external forces.

Caries sicca.

Caused by the gummatous lesions
of syphilis.

Syphilis?

The victim was in the latent
stage of the disease.

I should have caught that.

No, the disease is not as common

as it once was, fortunately.

Safe sex, yes.

BRENNAN: I was thinking
of penicillin.

I clearly have less faith

in the sexual restraint
of the masses than you do.

There was no mention of syphilis

on the victim's
medical records.

She may not have known
she had it.

The disease can lie dormant

for years
before any symptoms appear.

This could explain
the victim's hostility.

Her tissue samples showed
benzodiazepine in her system.

She'd taken a sedative?

There was no mention
of her being

on any prescribed medication.

She wouldn't be the first one
to take drugs illegally.

MONTENEGRO:
Hodgins said the cannonballs

were made with lead,

so I did a search for
anyone near the victim

who was buying up
large quantities of lead

from salvage yards.

Dr. Fred Dumaski.

Yeah, it's a family
practitioner.

Who gave up his practice.

Maybe he was done with
the whole "do no harm" thing.

MONTENEGRO: This is not
necessary, Hodgins.

I already double-checked
the figures.

A cannonball fractured
our victim's leg.

And I am not doubting
that, Angie.

Then why exactly
are you doing this?

Have we all forgot the concept
of the double blind study?

Doesn't apply to artillery.

Theories are improved

as more evidence is gathered,

so that accuracy in prediction
improves over time.

For that, we need
independent strands of evidence,

rather than a single
foundational source.

And you cannot argue with that.

So he's never shot a cannon.

Excuse me for loving my work.

Goggles and ear protection,
please.

I made the cannonball myself.Very impressive.

Replicated it exactly.
They used a lot of lead...

Already on it.Right, okay.

Ready?

Okay, everyone, stand back!

Fire in the hole!

Whoa-oa!

So, velocity is...

BOTH:
1,400 feet per second.

Okay, right.

Now, range at five degrees
would be...

BOTH:
...1,600 yards.

Okay, good, so we have
corroboration,

which is exactly what we want
as scientists.

Of course.
Now clean up this mess.

One more?No.

It's all set up.No.

I made another
cannonball.
No.

I'll send Booth the info
about the doctor.

That was actually awesome.

Totally.
He must never know.

[chuckles]

He's a doctor
who makes cannonballs?

Yeah. Fred Dumaski.

But he goes by the name
of Dr. Apocalypse.

Oh, all right,
he's a survivalist.

Yeah, they call themselves
the doomsday preppers.

"The Preppers' Guide
to Canning Foods."

"Do-It-Yourself Doctoring."
"Weapons for a Wasted World"?

Check out this video
on how to make cannonballs.

Global events such as
a nuclear attack by terrorists,

or more likely, an economic
collapse, are inevitable.

Preparing to survive
such an event is simple logic.

And making your own ammunition
for weapons simple to maintain

is a basic skill
that you must have.

Okay, whack job.There are complex

psychological factors that go
into a person's life choices.

To dismiss it with an easy
moniker like that...Really?

In this case,
I'm fine with "whack jobs."

Complete whack job.

Is there any evidence that
he knew Deanna Barbieri?

Well, being
a survivalist explains

why she was living in a shed.

These people, these whack jobs,
they're a tight-knit community.

They're fiercely defensive

and they're suspicious
of the government.

It won't be easy to get
Dr. Apocalypse to talk.

Well, a neighbor says

that he hasn't been back
to his place since Deanna died.

That should be enough
to get a warrant.Oh, it was, yeah.

We searched his house
and found out

that he bought land
last October:

ten acres of nothing
in Wise County, Virginia.

He spent half a million dollars
on ten acres of nothing?

Land itself only cost $50,000,

but the rest went to a company
called Safe Harbors.

They specialize
in survival bunkers.

So you got ammo,

you got survivalists
in a military-grade bunker.

No, this is not good.

Time to smoke out
the whack jobs.

Stay in teams.
Watch out for booby traps.

MAN:
Copy that.
Looking for an area

where you can bury a bunker.Watch your six.

I got it.

20 yards, 11 o'clock.

Move, move.
Move out.

Ho! Hold it. Nobody move.

Stand down.

It's connected to an
explosive device, sir.

Clear.

Wire's secure.

BOOTH: The suspect,
whoever else is down there

could be heavily armed.

MAN:
Move. Move.

MAN:
It has a time lock on it.

Gonna have to blow it.

Get ten yards back.

Ten-yard perimeter
around the bunker.

Let's keep
your weapons trained.

We don't know what the hell's
gonna come out of there.

Yes, sir.

Clear.
Clear.

Smoke 'em!

[goat bleats]

[chickens clucking]

I'm unarmed. [coughing]

BOOTH:
Hands on your head.

On the ground now.I've got a bad back.

Hands on your head.
Let's go. On your knees!

Move. Get on the ground. Over!

[man continues coughing]

Move!Hold your fire!

On the ground!

I'm Dr. Apocalypse!

On your knees!

I can explain everything!

I can explain
everything.

Get down!

I met Deanna online.
I could tell right away

that she'd be a huge
asset to the group.

You mean weaponry?

Weapons, defensive tactics,

ammunition,

her military training.

But also just her character.

Okay, when you say "our group"?

We're preppers, Agent Booth.

We're ready
for the impending

collapse of society.

What's gonna cause
the collapse of society?

The economy, race wars,
ecological disasters,

global climate change,
terrorist attack,

viral pandemic-- take your pick.

It's inevitable.

Right, okay. How did
Deanna break her leg?

I'm guessing that showed up
in her autopsy report.

It's odd that there's no mention
of it in her medical records.

It was an accident.

I was practicing loading
the cannon, and it went off.

Deanna and I saw it
as a perfect opportunity

to show that we could be
self-sufficient

in terms of trauma care.

Her accident actually pulled
our group together.

What were you hiding from
when we found you?

Nothing.
It was a practice drill.

We knew we were going in
for a week.

What happened to your arm?

Ouch.

I gave myself a shot.

Trauma care.

For what?Venereal disease.

Our victim had syphilis.

You have a venereal disease.

Self-treated,
maybe you can get away

without your wife finding out.

The world as you know it
is about to end.

Delores knew

everything about me and Deanna.

It's a new world.

Not yet, Dr. Apocalypse,
all right?

You're still practicing, okay?

This is still
the same old world.

HODGINS:
I got this list of items
in the bunker from the FBI.

Well, the preppers were
very well-equipped.

I suspect they
could've survived

down there for months
quite successfully.

Thank God I am
a conspiracy theorist

and not a doomsday hysteric.

Well, it's not hysteria.

In the long run,
human beings

are scheduled
for extinction.

Yeah, when the sun
expands into a red giant

in three billion years.

No, not necessarily.
We already have enough weapons

to annihilate all life
on the planet.

You have tremendous faith
in a violent species

such as ours to think
that we will have

the self-control
not to use them.

Man, I came to you
with good news.

Now I'm just depressed.

I want good news.Well, phosphorus

and magnesium were
on the FBI list.

So?

So I found both of
them on the victim.

And they were the source
of the fire.

Which means one of the preppers
is probably the killer.

Delores Dumaski,
Mrs. Apocalypse.

BOOTH:
The one he cheated on.

Yeah, she specializes
in nutrition,

food prep and storage.

Now, Dennis Bukovac is
a retired minister.

He's in charge of the group's
emotional and spiritual health.

Right-- I wonder what the
minister thinks of free sex?

Right.

SWEETS:
Milo Mills, 28.

He's got a degree
in mechanical engineering.

The one who fixes everything.Yeah.

Generators, ventilation,
lighting.

Maybe he worked weapons
with the victim.

Any of these people
crazy enough to kill?

Whack jobs--
all of them.

Yeah.

MONTENEGRO:
So, I was able to identify

a few of the objects
from the fire.

Awesome, Angie.
You literally

recovered evidence
from the ashes.

So this pile of debris
here is a cot.

Okay, what's that
lump there?

That is a screwdriver.

This is like
a treasure hunt.

What's that?

That used to be

a tool box.
Okay.

I recognize this.
This is a shell casing.

But what's that?It's a jar of nails.

Now, under this plate here,
there's this singed paper,

which I think is a letter.

I'm gonna try
to get it from evidence

and see if we can
figure out what it is.

Hey, are you listening
to your lovely

and very clever wife
over here?

Yeah, no, sorry.

It's just
this-this screwdriver

would've been made
out of beryllium,

which has a melting point
of 865 degrees Celsius.

Okay.But...

the shell casing is made
of yellow brass.

Well, why didn't it melt?

Yellow brass has a melting point
of 905 degrees Celsius.

So the temperature was
greater than 865 degrees,

but less than 905 degrees.

So... what?

Angie, at these temperatures,
a human body would've

been completely reduced
to ash in three hours.

So either the temperature
of the fire wasn't that hot

or it burned for a much
shorter period of time.

Yeah, about
half the time.

Listen, I'm not
gonna be insulted

if you run a simulation
and check my math, but...

Oh, I will.

But if you're right,
then the fire started

somewhere closer to 8:30
and not 7:00.

Yeah, meaning no one
in that bunker

could've murdered
Deanna Barbieri.

SWEETS:
So you're absolutely sure

that nobody in that bunker
could've killed Deanna Barbieri?

Why do you keep asking me
to qualify my conclusions?

You know that I,

as well as the others
on my team, are brilliant.

It's just that survivalists
are a close-knit group.

They're like the military.

Deanna was outspoken.

She challenged authority;
somebody like that

would challenge the very essence
of the group dynamic.

And killing her would be
a logical extension

of the needs of the group.

Yes.

It doesn't seem

to be anyone
from that group.

But Deanna lived off the grid.

Even Carlene Blayney didn't
know how to find her.

She wasn't in contact with
anyone except that group.

I'm sorry, Lance;
you're gonna have

to come up with
another theory.

The condition of the
burned bones combined

with the temperature
of the fire tells us

that the body burned for
a maximum of 90 minutes.

Okay,

well, that proves...

that Deanna was killed
at around 8:30 a.m., not 7:00.

But all the preppers
were already locked

in the bunker by then.

You're wonderful, Lance.

Excuse me?

You're so... thoughtful

and committed to the truth.

It's a rare quality.

Even in the way
you approached

getting your own place.

Okay, okay, I get it.

What?

You think that I was
acting like a child

by living with Booth
and Dr. Brennan.

Not at all.

I thought it
showed great

maturity and strength.

Everyone was gonna judge you
for being weak,

but you knew
that you needed

time and a safe place
to collect yourself,

reflect on
what happened.

Where better to do that
than with people who love you?

Any person who
can't accept that,

that's the weak person.

Well... I think

you're pretty wonderful
yourself, Daisy.

I know.

Makes no sense that
we couldn't make a go of it.

None.

Maybe somebody tampered
with the time lock.

Hodgins says that's impossible.

Any tampering with mechanisms
sets off an alarm

and makes it impossible
to reset the lock.

It was locked when they arrived.

[groans] Well, there's got
to be some other way

in and out of that bunker.

The killer could've
snuck out,

killed Deanna, snuck back in.

You know what? Agent Booth
needs to reexamine that bunker.

Ooh, my, another mark.

Oh, wait.

Daisy just found this on
Deanna Barbieri's clavicle.

At first,

she thought it was
just more pitting

from the victim's
venereal disease.

It appears to be some kind
of puncture wound.

From the angle, one might posit

that she was stabbed
from behind

with a sharp pointed object.

I think it's a syringe
of some kind.

Well, that would explain how
the drugs got into her system.

But the puncture--
I don't recognize

that gauge needle--
it's very large.

Hodgins is swabbing
the clavicle

to see if he can determine
what the metal was.

Injected with benzodiazepine.

Clearly someone didn't want
Deanna to make it

to the bunker that day.

Or any day.

I got the plans for the
bunker from Safe Harbors,

the company
that built it.

Oh, good, that should
indicate an escape hatch

that would override
the time lock.

Yeah, you'd think
so, but they said

the emergency routes and hatches
were proprietary designs

and giving them out
would compromise security.

Well, there's got to be
some kind of exit

in case of a fire
or other disaster.

I mean, surviving is kind
of the point of the bunker.

Yeah, well,
that's why I'm doing

a structural analysis
of the plans.

I made a model of the bunker,
which we can walk though.

Wow, very cool, Angie.

Hey, did they provide you
with a list of materials

used to, uh, construct
this bunker?

Yeah, it's over there.

Most of the casing is
reinforced category 1 steel

manufactured
for pressure lines and ships.

Well, the bunker was buried,
so they'd need the strongest.

Well, that means all the
riveting would be the same.

There are tempered rivets
listed here in the supplies

that wouldn't be used
with that grade of steel.

Which means there's
a section of the frame

which isn't category 1.

Yeah, if we can find it,
we can find the escape hatch

the killer used to sneak out
and then sneak back in

after killing Deanna.

I figured out
why we'd never

used a syringe like this before.

BRENNAN:
12-gauge syringe?

They're used by vets.

On farm animals,
large dogs.

Well, Dr. Apocalypse's preppers
raise animals for food.

Yes, and I reanalyzed
the benzodiazepine.

It's not medical grade.

Did they make it themselves?

Probably. It was loaded
with impurities.

Wait. No, look.

This is a log of all the items

the FBI took from the bunker.

Benzodiazepine.

The standards are relaxed
for veterinary use.

That's why it's impure.

That explains why
Dr. Apocalypse's arm

was so swollen.

Well, and whoever
had access to this

loaded that syringe
with a lot of benzodiazepine.

They wanted to make sure
Deanna was knocked out.

So it had to be
one of the preppers.

So this section
of ceiling paneling.

It's reinforced, which means
the metal is lighter.

So this is where
they put the hatch.

[laughs]:
Hey.

You made me.
Yeah, who better
to solve the riddle?

[laughs]

So, you just have to
remove the paneling,

open the hatch
and crawl out.

All right, hold on.
Not so fast.

What? You crawled out.But how do I get back in?

The same way.No, no.

See, the bunker-- it was...
it was covered in soil.

Six feet of
soil, untouched.

Right, the soil would fall in
when the hatch was opened.

Yeah, which is exactly
what's supposed to happen

in an emergency,
but it would take

heavy construction equipment
to cover it up again.

Right. So the killer couldn't
have gotten in and out that way.

Hey, you found the hatch.

I mean,
that's impressive enough.

[ringing]

Hey.

Booth, what's up?

Is that bug boy?

Exactly the person
I was looking for. Look,

do you still have
all the evidence from the shed?

Because I think I know

how Deanna was killed.

HODGINS:
I cannot believe you are here.

You hate the lab.Right.

So, uh,
let's make this snappy, okay?

Check these
things out here.

Take a look
at this, huh?

What do you think?

I don't... I don't know
what you're doing.

You're supposed
to be the genius.

Come on. Look at it.

It's...

It's a latch,
a spring-loaded hinge,

a nail
and a piece of pipe.

It's a booby trap.

It's a booby trap?

It's a booby trap!

Of course!

Oh, hey, we make a good team.

Well, I sort of thought
of this all on my own.

Even still, if you ever
need anyone in the field...

[chuckles]
That's never gonna happen.

So, uh, whoever
killed Deanna

made sure

to give themselves an alibi.

So they drug her,

set up a booby trap,

then took off,
locked themselves in the bunker,

knowing she'd get killed
when she opened the door.

It's definitely one
of the preppers.

Hey, wait, whoa,
where are you going?

We got to prove this works.It works.

Yeah, why? Is your say-so
good enough for a court?

We have to prove

it works.

You're gonna need a trigger.

Well, that is what
the door is for,

since that's what was used
in the shed.

Now, who wants the honor
of opening the door?

[scoffs]
Be incinerated? No, thank you.

I'll do it.

I replaced
the dragon's breath shell

with a gelatin load

fired by CO2,
so it's completely safe.

Well, it's your experiment,
okay?

You're the one
who's gonna get shot.

Uh, Agent Booth,
I wouldn't stand right there.

Don't worry about it,
bug boy, okay?

I'm just checking the traj...

Seeley?

Hey, I, uh,

thought you didn't like the lab.

Well, I just, uh,
came to see

how everything was going.I'm good.

Clearly.

We're fine.
Mm-hmm.

Okay.

I think we have
enough proof now.

You know what, you say anything,
and I will stab you with my pen.

[coughing, chuckling]

BOOTH:
So you would have the skill

to design a booby trap
like this?

Most definitely.

So would Deanna.

Well, she's dead,
so that leaves you.

Number three would be Delores.

The food prepper girl? Why?

We all teamed up
to train someone to take over

if we're incapacitated.

Delores taught me
about animal husbandry,

I taught her
about engineering.

Animal husbandry? That's
why there were vet needles

and drugs.
Yes.

She kept animals healthy
so that when we ate them,

we wouldn't get sick.

So you taught her
how to make booby traps,

and in return, she taught you

how to administer drugs
to animals.

It's got to be one of you.

I see your predicament.

You should
choose Delores.

Why? Because Deanna slept
with her husband?

Because I didn't do it.

You have to give me
something more

than just your statement.

Give me a minute
to think.
Okay.

You know, part of the whole
prepper practice

is you can't wash as much
because of the water shortages.

Okay.

Delores is the only one

that doesn't have
to practice for that.

She lives it.

So she's a dirty girl.

That doesn't help me.

She'd have residue
from making the booby traps.

If I did it,

I would have cleaned
my hands off.

Okay, you do realize
you're saying things

that make you sound more guilty.

Which means
I'm probably innocent.

This is a well-designed
booby trap.

I'm very impressed.

DELORES:
Is this radioactive?

No, it's UV light that will
indicate the presence

of benzene and toluene.

BOOTH:
Nothing.

Well, it's been a few days.

Those could have been
washed off.

I didn't kill Deanna.

I want you to trim
your fingernails.

No.
We have a warrant.

Well, that warrant doesn't cover
removing parts of her body.

That includes hair and nails.

Am I allowed
to take a scraping?

No, that's removing cells.

Am I allowed
to use a flash of light

to look at her fingernails?No.

Actually, yes, she can.

BRENNAN:
Hold out your fingers.

BOOTH:
Hold them out.

[sighs]

That's your bright light?

The spark is brighter
than anything incandescent.

[gasps]

BOOTH:
Whoa, what was that?

Phosphorus has
a very low ignition point.

We can use that result
to get a warrant

to scrape this hand.

There will be
explosive residue

that will match what we found
at the murder scene.

You did it;
you loaded the dragon's breath.

Either you were mad

that she slept
with your husband...

Or that she gave him syphilis.

Or maybe even gave it to you.

The object was to survive.

My husband and I devoted
our lives to that.

Deanna was aggressive,

overbearing, dishonest.

Is that someone
you want with you

when you build a new world?

Well, I'm not sure about that,

but I certainly wouldn't want
someone like you

deciding that for me.

The world is going to end
because of people like her.

CARLENE:
Dr. Sweets says you found
a message to me from Deanna?

So I-I found a
letter to you.

Uh, it was very
charred and burned,

but I was able to
reconstruct most of it.

It is, um, very personal.

We were friends,

but we had a terrible
falling out.

So I understand.

I'm sorry, I-I can't help
but read what I reconstruct.

I'm trying to decide
if I should read this or not.

Well, I will tell you

that it will probably
make you very sad

from grief,

but I also think
it will make you very happy,

because she loved you.

Oh.

Thank you.

I'll leave you alone.

♪ Grief is a freight train

♪ Oh, what's a little pain

♪ When you've got so much
to lose? ♪

♪ Grief is a freight train

♪ Oh, what's a little pain

♪ When you've got so much
to lose? ♪

♪ Close your eyes

[sniffles]

♪ Take to the sky

♪ Like a big blue kite

♪ Leave your woes behind

♪ Close my eyes

[chuckles]

♪ Try to remember
what you said to me ♪

♪ Before you said good-bye.

I'm not a prepper
or anything.

I just think
that we should be prepared.

Like a prepper.

Like a person who cares
about his family,

you know,
if an asteroid's gonna hit us.

We'd be incinerated.What if someone

unplugs the grid, you know?

I mean, there's the Internet,
electricity,

the TV, the washer and dryer
could go...

We have clean water,
canned food in the basement.

That should be sufficient
for an emergency.

All right.

That's it.

Thanks for having me over.

I have a toast.

Oh, that's not necessary.

All right, let her rip.

Booth, come on.Yeah, yeah, I'm
here. I'm here.

I was not happy
when Booth told me

that you were coming
to stay with us,

and I'm not happy
that you are leaving.

BOOTH:
You left out the middle part,

which kind of sounds
like you were never happy.

Right,
the part where you came

and stayed with us and helped us
care for Christine...

I'm feeling emotional.

BOOTH:
Okay. Good luck, Sweets,

in your new place.

I cannot thank you enough

for taking me in

in a time when I
was the most...

Bottoms up.
Cheers.

Yeah, all right.

New beginnings.
That's it.

Hope you won't get lonely
at your new place.

No, I'll be fine.[doorbell rings]

And those must be
the other tenants

to help me move.

Come back any time.
You can come for Sunday dinners.

Hey.
Hi.

I'm so excited.

You're going
to love living with us.

SWEETS:I bet.

Hi, I'm Janet.
This is Chrissie.

Nice to meet you,
Mr. and Mrs. Sweets.

Uh, we're not the...

Whoa.
No.

So I guess this is good-bye.

Good-bye, Sweets.

See you at work.

See you.

Your dad is hot.

Whoa.

[door closes]

Apparently you're hot,

Dad.

Wow, really?

Did you just see that?

I did not expect
that, did you?

[chuckles]

Geez, I hope Sweets
is, uh, prepared

if there's an emergency.

It's not our concern anymore,
Booth.

I mean, what if he
shows up back here

and we only have enough rations
for two weeks? That's...

I'm not having
this conversation.I'm gonna buy a generator.

So the generator
has a generator?Now you get it.

I'm gonna get a generator
and an extra generator,

and I'm gonna buy beef
jerky. You know what?

That stuff lasts forever,
plus it's delicious.

What's that mean?