All language subtitles for Bones S02E10 The Headless Witch In The Woods

It's getting thicker and thicker here.

That's why the forensic team got lost.

- I sent somebody to find them.
- Know where you're going?

I have trouble, and I've been here three years.
That's why we advise hikers to stay away.

I know I'm pining for concrete.

You just stay close, all right, Bones?

I don't want you to get caught out here
when it gets dark. OK?

Bones?

Bones?

Where the hell are you? Bones?

I'm right here, Booth.

- Don't do that, all right?
- What?

Take off like that. OK? You heard the guy.

I saw this... Some sort of talisman.

These are bones from a bird.

And the colouring on the ornament
looks like dried blood.

There are more of 'em, too.

They look like eyes.

OK, this is weird. See a lot of these?

Not me, but I've heard other folks
have come across some strange stuff here.

- Word is, it's Maggie Cinders.
- A woman lives out here?

Did. Died in 1780. Folks around here
thought she was a witch and beheaded her.

Legend is, she still haunts the woods
looking for her severed head.

- And you believe this, Ranger Edison?
- I'm just telling you what I heard.

Yeah. I prefer we keep moving. OK?

This is one of the only clearings
here. Pit was covered with sticks and leaves.

One of the hikers fell in on the body,
freaked and ran.

Maggie Cinders said she'd kill anybody
who dared to look for her.

So, you talked to Miss Cinders? It must have
been difficult since she doesn't have a head.

Bag the eyes.
Give me a hand.

- You want me to go down there with you?
- No. I don't want the remains compromised.

- All right?
- Yeah.

So, how does she kill them?
You know, in the legend.

Like she was killed - she cuts off their heads.

Iliac crest and pubis show it's male.

Epiphyseal fusion puts him
between 18 and 25 years old.

He's on a... a video camera.

- Cause of death?
- Well,

since I can't find a skull I'd say...
his head got cut off.

Since we don't have a head,
do we enough for identification?

We'll look for older injuries
in medical records.

More wood splinters.

Could be the handle
of whatever lopped off his head.

If a ghost isn't matter
but merely ectoplasm,

which is the clear outer layer
of cytoplasm on amoeboid cells,

how can the victim have multiple fractures?

- There are no such things as ghosts.
- I thought you never jumped to conclusions.

Well, it's safe to dismiss fantasy
and deluded perceptions.

My mother came to me the day after she died.

I wasn't some kid, I was 23. She came to me...

She came to me
and told me to look in her dresser,

third drawer, behind her pink blouse.
There was something there for me.

The European hornet I found on the remains
puts time of death at November last year.

We have more splinters.

The wood, it's from a betula uber,
a subspecies of roundleaf birch tree

that's been extinct since 1800.

The legend says Maggie Cinders
kills her victims with the same old axe

used to decapitate her in 1783.

Anyone else feeling tingly, or is it just me?

A film student from UVA
went missing in the woods last year.

He was making a documentary
on the Maggie Cinders legend.

Graham Hastings, 21, 5'10", 176 pounds.

- That explains the video camera.
- I, um... I got something from the videotape.

I cleaned the tape with isopropyl alcohol

and fed whatever digital information
I could salvage into a restoration program.

I didn't get much.

Maybe I got too much.

Brian. Brian!

Wait, wait! Where are you going?

- Stop, Lori!
- Brian!

Oh, God!

No! It's blood!

Oh, God. The noises are getting closer.
I've lost Lori. Lori's disappeared.

Oh, God. It's her. I can hear her. She's here.

She's here. Oh, God, she's here!

Lori, where the hell are you?

Lori!

Oh, my God. Help!
Help me! Oh, God!

Oh, God. Somebody help me...

Somebody help me, please!

I keep hearing the screams. I never
heard screams like that, Dr Brennan.

Neither have I. Narrow-focus trauma
on the left humerus, posterior side.

- An attempt by the victim to shield his head.
- From the axe attack.

What? It's always an axe, isn't it?
Remember The Shining?.

My palms perspired profusely
during that film.

Until we do blade comparison tests, there's
no way to know what weapon was used.

- Forensic team found this near the pit.
- Looks organic. Definitely decomposing.

Victim's preliminary tox screen
came back negative. No drugs.

- That's too bad.
- Why?

Drugs would explain
the writings in Graham's backpack.

I'm cleaning them, taking mud samples.
Booth should show them to a profiler.

They're handwritten, scrawled.
And so far all I can make out is:

"Maggie came to me again, calling me."
And last but not least:

"They will scream for air
but their lungs will fill with blood."

I'll redo the tox screen.

I may be alone in this but I think one of us
should remain a rational human being

during this investigation.

Got it. Comminuted fracture to the ulna.
Professionally set.

From the callous formation,
a childhood injury.

One that could give us the ID we want.
I'll call Booth, tell him to contact next of kin.

Zack, place garlic around the remains

and chant the Hmong ritual
for preservation of souls.

Really?

This is going to be a long case.

Graham broke his arm
sliding into second base.

He was eight.

It's a match.

- I'm very sorry.
- Thanks.

Look, I can't say that I'm surprised.

He, uh...

He was missing for a year.
Still, when you hear...

It was just us, you know? My parents died
in a car accident. I was 18 and he was 13.

And, uh... when something like that happens,
when you lose your parents at that age,

it's just people don't understand
how close you become.

I lost mine when I was 15. There was
just me and my brother, too. He was 19.

Sorry.

Did Graham live with relatives
or did he go into foster care?

God, no. I would never let him
go into the system. I, uh...

I dropped out of college.
I joined the fire department to support him.

Your brother didn't?

- It was a difficult situation for him.
- I understand.

I mean, you know,
it seems like you turned out OK, though.

Do you know who Graham was with
when he disappeared?

Yeah. A couple of film students from school.
There was a guy and a girl.

I tried to get the guy - Brian -
to help with the search,

but he was too freaked to go in the woods.
I've never seen someone so scared.

So you were involved with the search?

I've led a lot of search-and-rescue operations
as a firefighter.

I should've found him.

- It's not your fault.
- I should've locked him in his damn room.

I mean, everyone knows
weird things happen in those woods.

The chatter marks
mean the vertebrae weren't split in one blow.

Makes sense. Hacking off a head is more like
cutting down a small tree than splitting a log.

I find your imagery
both colourful and accurate.

Thanks. Let me know when you've
narrowed down the weapon category.

Dr Saroyan.
When you say your mother visited you?

She appeared.

In my room. It was early evening.

- And you were frightened?
- No. I felt... loved.

- Dr Brennan says that's impossible.
- What do you think?

I think it would be wonderful
if it were possible.

I found rust flakes on the neck
from hand-forged iron.

- 18th century.
- You got it.

Ugh!

My God! A little warning, Zack.

I don't usually announce
each phase of my experiments.

- Maybe you should start.
- Nice follow-through.

Doesn't look like it was a machete.

Dibs on the next weapon.

- Looks like you have this under control.
- Ugh!

Graham had a fellowship with the school.
A free ride worth about 30 grand a year.

Brian, the other kid from the woods,
he applied for it and lost out to Graham.

After Graham disappeared,
the fellowship went to Brian.

- Hm? Did you hear me?
- Yeah. Doesn't look good for Brian Andrews.

You OK?

I... I wonder what my life
would have been like if Russ had raised me.

Since he was a petty thief,
you know, in and out of jail all the time,

I'd... I'd imagine
it wouldn't have been very good.

If he'd accepted responsibility
for raising me...

- I'm romanticising. It's foolish.
- Everyone does it, Bones. It's normal.

It's a useless fantasy. No different than the
childish legend about the headless woman.

I mean, look at Will. He sacrificed everything
for his brother and still couldn't save him.

By walking out, maybe Russ gave me my life.

Well, you know, what Will said,
he was right. You turned out OK.

- I'm going to have coffee with him.
- Hm. That was quick.

He understands something no one else
I know does. I mean, people need connection.

Even me.
Obviously... you have one with Cam.

- So...
- What?

I thought you'd mention it.

I mean, isn't that what partners do?
Tell each other about their lives?

Wait a second. Look, Bones, I...

Sorry. I'm sorry. I forgot how
self-conscious you are talking about sex.

I am not... I'm...

Graham was the star,
so we all wanted to work with him.

And he thought the legend was true?

Said Maggie Cinders
was talking to him in his dreams.

She told him where her head was buried.

And you believed him too?

Not at first.

But when we were out there in the woods...

Stuff like that doesn't happen.

- What kind of stuff?
- Chopping sounds...

There was eyes
hanging on all the trees.

Something was moving out there
that wasn't us.

Look, I know what you're thinking,
but you weren't out there.

OK? Lori, she freaked.
She took off into nowhere.

And... that's when we all got separated.

OK, look. The police report said
that you brought Lori out of the woods.

When I found Lori,
she was just curled up on the ground shaking.

So you took her out of the woods,
but you left Graham?

I thought he had left us.

You don't get it, what it was like out there.

His brother asked you to go on the search
with him, but you didn't. Why didn't you go?

I'm not proud of myself, OK?

But I just couldn't go back out there.

I couldn't.

Uh, Lori seemed to have
disappeared from school.

You wouldn't happen to know
where we could find her?

I haven't seen her since that night.

The last I heard...

she checked back into the psych ward.

I checked back in because I couldn't sleep.
I haven't slept for days.

Thanks for meeting with me, Lori.

Sure. There's not much else to do in here.

Hey, do you mind if I ask you
what happened that night in the woods?

I've told the police everything.

But Graham is the only one
that can make things right.

He just got a little lost in there.

But when he gets back,
he's gonna make sure I'm safe again.

Graham. He promised to take care of you?

Well, sure. He's my boyfriend.
He doesn't want anything to happen to me.

Your boyfriend?

We keep it a secret. Other girls get jealous.

Everyone loves Graham.

Did... did you go into the woods?

- Is that why you're here?
- Yeah.

You found Graham?

He said he was gonna talk to Maggie.
Is that where you found him?

He wasn't with Maggie.

No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no...

Lori, Lori, just calm down.

- She killed him.
- I'm sorry. We need to know what happened.

- That's what happened!
- We need to know what happened to him.

Did she take his head?

Oh, God. No.

The blood.
I called for help but Brian wasn't there.

Relax. Relax. Relax. You're safe here.

There was so much blood!

I tried to run!

Graham! Graham, she's coming!

Run! Graham!

Graham!

She freaked. It was like she
was out there in the woods with that witch.

Don't let anyone else
hear you talking like that.

I'm just saying,
I've seen a lot of weird things.

- It was Exorcist weird or Elm Street weird.
- What are you talking about?

They're movies. Movies so scary
that you end up peeing your pants.

Good to know.

I noticed some damage
to the subdeltoid bursa.

Looks like the subscapularis was torn away.

They're fracture lines.
This was a postmortem trauma.

- Meaning what?
- The shoulder was dislocated after death.

The injury doesn't fit into
our established scenario of the struggle.

These marks near the vertebrocostal junction,
there's massive hinge fracturing.

Zack, lie down on the ground.

- Face up or down?
- Face up.

- This should be good.
- And give me your right arm.

OK. If Graham Hastings was dragged
to the pit by this arm in this direction,

the trauma to the back of his ribs
would result in hinging.

And the exposed neck wound would have
been collecting particulates along the way.

Tell Hodgins. He might be able to determine
where the victim was beheaded.

Yeah! Double yeah - I'm waiting to hear from
the ward, see if we can talk to Lori again.

I'll ask Will what type of relationship Graham
and Lori really had when we have coffee.

We're investigating his brother's death.
Don't you think that can get messy?

I can compartmentalise... same as you.

The blood on those talisman things
hanging from the trees? Not human.

I'll be back soon.

I want to thank you for all you're
doing to find out what happened to Graham.

Is that why you called?
To thank me for doing my job?

That, and, uh...

I didn't think you'd come,
so I guess I'm a little nervous.

Caffeine affects the adenosine receptors in
the brain. It causes increased heart rate, so...

There are other causes.

My partner warned me
to stay focused on the case. So...

- If you've got questions, that's cool.
- OK, um...

What kind of music do you like?

That's a good question. Um...

Snow Patrol. And Leonard Cohen.
I like Leonard Cohen.

- Gravel voice, but somehow it's soothing.
- Yeah, I wonder why that is.

There's no empirical way
of assessing something like... that.

But you didn't mean that literally,
did you?

I'm sorry. My...

my social skills are very... limited.

Trust me, they are fine.

You know, it... it took a long time

for me to understand
how... my brother could leave.

And now it's...

it's just as odd to meet someone who stayed.

I thought about leaving all the time.

I mean, I was a kid.

I didn't know how to be a parent.

It was my fault his head got big and he was
bossing people about like he was Spielberg.

Well, Graham couldn't have been all bad.

My partner says that
Lori seemed to love him.

Poor kid. I liked her.

She deserved better.

- Graham didn't treat her well?
- No. He juggled a lot of girls.

No one ever found out about each other.

So he cheated on her?

Doesn't run in the family, by the way.

I have to get back to work.

- Did I say something?
- Maybe.

If I offended you in any way, I'm sorry.

- Do you like Massive Attack?
- I don't know Massive Attack.

Very impressive integration
of radical politics into their music.

I'll play 'em for you next time.

I know where
Graham Hastings was murdered.

- Are you trying to kill me?
- What's with the music?

It helps muffle the screams
so I don't pass out every few seconds.

Smart. We have to
go through all the video again.

Hastings was killed in
a patch of eastern hemlocks like this.

They grow in clusters. We have to spot
the cluster Graham and the others were near.

Wait. We have to
go through all the video again?

Don't worry. I'm right here for you.

There is no way that this is natural.

I mean it's like... It's like she left this
to guide us or something.

Make it stop. No.

Make... make it stop.

There's something
seriously wrong with Lori.

- We should go back.
- No. This is...

- What is it? Graham!
- Oh, God! Make it go away!

Come on, let's go.

Graham, get back here! No!

What are you doing?
Let's get out of here!

Lori was not Graham's only girlfriend.
He had lots of girlfriends,

but he somehow managed
to keep them secret from each other.

So what would happen
if a very jealous Lori found out?

I don't know. That's more your territory.

What? What, am I cheating?

I just meant that you use psychology.

You're very touchy.

- Perhaps because of your skulking around?
- I am discreet. OK? It's different.

A gentleman is discreet. OK?

- What are we talking about?
- Nothing that concerns you.

I'm literally in the middle of the conversation.
Seems interesting.

Your glaring indicates
that I shouldn't press further.

Mm-hm. Good genius. Yeah.

So, Lori loves Graham,

thinks he loves her,
but finds out that he doesn't.

So she goes all OJ on him.
It's a perfect cover, right?

"Headless witch did it. Not me."
The insanity thing might be an act.

But the victim sustained extensive defensive
wounds. This was a powerful attacker.

When a woman finds out that a man has been
cheating on her, she can get pretty mad.

It's what I heard.
So, motive and opportunity. It fits.

No, it doesn't fit.
Graham Hastings was 5'10" and 176Ibs.

Lori is 120 tops.

The injuries aren't consistent
with a woman Lori Mueller's size.

People on PCP have been known
to exhibit extraordinary strength.

Who was on PCP?

Hodgins' report on organic matter
from the baggie at the scene

showed it contained Psilocybe mushrooms
injected with phencyclidine.

Whoa. What a trip.

If Lori ingested those,
she could have caused Graham's injuries.

Not to mention combining
anaesthetics with hallucinogens.

Devastating on people
with fragile brain chemistry.

So her mental condition may be genuine.

I'll see if my buddy Brian knows anything

about the magical mystery tour
Lori might have been on that night.

- If I could clear the forest...
- Then what?

- Hey, Brian.
- Hey, Agent Booth.

This Nate Gibbons, my film teacher.

This is Agent Booth. I told you about him.

- Hello.
- Hi.

- You're here about Graham Hastings?
- Yeah.

Was he one of your students?

Yes. He was an incredibly gifted kid.

- What happened out there was... horrible.
- Hm.

- What are you doing here again?
- Don't you want to find out what happened?

- Of course.
- Yeah.

So what were we watching?
That's pretty cool.

Nothing, really.
It's this film I'm doing for my degree.

Brian's being modest. He wrote and directed
a modern take on the Gilgamesh story.

Nate produced it.
And got it accepted into Sundance.

Oh, congratulations.

If you don't mind,
I'd like to talk to Brian alone.

Sure. We'll finish up later.

All right.

- Call me if you need anything.
- Mm-hm.

Brian, we have evidence suggesting that
Lori was taking drugs that night in the woods.

No. Those woods are too thick. We knew
that we had to keep our heads on straight.

So as far as you know, Lori wasn't
under the influence of any hallucinogens?

- No. I mean...
- With Graham, was she violent?

- No way.
- Did you know that Graham cheated on her?

Man, that was none of my business.

Graham was a hound. Everyone knew it.

Maybe Lori found out,
got angry with Graham.

No. OK? There's no way. It wasn't her. OK?

Whacked-out or not, it wasn't her.

There was something else
out there that night.

Where are we going? I can't see.

Don't worry. Just stay close.

What is that?

We're looking for hemlock.
It's more effective with your eyes open.

I know what's gonna happen here. This is
where they freak out cos they hear the witch.

Wait. There.

- Did you see that?
- Yeah. But where are they? Go. Go forward.

Stop. Dense crown, fine branches,
scaly bark and wide ridges.

Those are eastern hemlocks.

Love your eyes. Now we need a landmark.

We have to be quiet, OK?
There's something out there.

No!

Wait a minute.

- 2:37am.
- So?

We have a date plus an exact time.

I can estimate the position of the moon
from shadows on the forest floor.

We should be able to get
the approximate latitude and longitude.

- Graham, leave the camera!
- What about Lori?

Let's just work out the coordinates.

- Yeah.
- Graham! Graham!

The axe was found buried over there.

Dried blood on the trunk.

Whoa.

Make that a lot of dried blood on the trunk.

Someone should do a scraping here.
Where did you find the skull?

Buried just beyond those bushes.

But there's something else.

- A second skull.
- I'm afraid so.

Are there any other
outstanding cases in the area?

No, there aren't.

Based on bony architecture, this skull's
consistent with that of Graham Hastings.

- I'll confirm with the blood.
- The other skull?

Female. Mid-30s at the time of death,

which was between
the mid 18th and mid 19th centuries.

You know, this axe handle is birch.
Betula uber.

Same extinct species
as the wood fragments in the bone.

Almost done with her face.

Why spend time on that? It won't help.

Come on. Let the kids have some fun, Mom.

Both skulls have depressed fractures
on the parietal bones.

They could've been killed
with a blow to the head.

In Graham's case, yes. But on the female
skull, there's evidence of new growth.

What looks like...

This person underwent trepanation.

An antiquated form of brain surgery.

Practiced in the 1700s
on those suspected of witchcraft.

- Do you think it's Maggie Cinders?
- Of course not.

I mean, there's no way to know, right?

I'm just saying.

Interesting.

Hey, Bones. You know those papers that
Hodgins found in Hastings' backpack?

His hallucinogenic ramblings?

You got it. They were written on
the back of pages from his screenplay.

I don't see the significance. Graham was a
film student. Of course he wrote screenplays.

Yeah. But this was a modern-day take
on the Gilgamesh story.

The same story that Brian Andrews
is using for his film.

He stole Graham's screenplay.

There. Look familiar?

Where? Where'd you find these?

Graham Hastings' backpack
near his murdered body.

Care to explain why your movie sounds like
the screenplay that your dead buddy wrote?

- I know what you're thinking...
- Oh, really?

- What I think is that you killed him.
- No.

I think you drugged Lori
so she wouldn't know what was going on.

No, I didn't. Look, I know that this
may look similar, but this is mine.

Really? Because, you know,
we found an email on Graham's computer

sending you a complete first-version draft.

He wanted you to read it. Get your thoughts.

So, what'd you think?

I thought...

It was better than anything I could write.

So yeah, you know,
after Graham was missing a few months,

Nate thought it would be safe to pass off
as our own. But I didn't kill Graham.

Anything else you forget to mention, Brian?

Oh, come on.
Brian, you love the movies, right?

So this is the time
when the innocent guy comes clean

or the guilty guy asks for a lawyer.

OK. So which movie is this gonna be?

That night...

Lori... When I found her,
she was covered in blood.

It wasn't hers. I was afraid.

- You think she killed Graham?
- It wasn't her fault though. She was nuts.

OK? She said that the blood just
rained down on her. I wanted to protect her.

So you got rid of the bloody clothing?

I hid them in the woods.

They're still out there.

- OK, great. You can take us there.
- No!

Look, I'll tell you what I remember,
but I'm never going out there again.

You can lock me up for the rest of my life.
I'm never going back out there.

The kid said he hid her clothes
in a hollow log near a stream.

Thanks.
Angela looked at the video again.

Tell the forensic team to fan out across
the area south-southwest of the cabin ruins.

Did you hear that, Lou?
Yeah. South-southwest.

I know it gets cold when the sun goes down.
You should've brought your blankie.

Just call me when you find her clothes.

Man.

- What? He was being a baby.
- I didn't say anything.

You're looking at me
like I'm in trouble and you're a teacher.

You're very touchy lately, Booth.

Look, Bones, I don't know why
I didn't tell you about Cam.

- Did I mention Cam?
- I just didn't want it to get weird.

Weird?

We're partners, you know?
Together all the time, right?

You're a woman and I'm a man.
And I never had a relationship like this

where we were... like two guys

except you're not, you know, a guy. Yeah.

No. No, I'm not.

Should I feel odd
about wanting to hang out with Will?

No. Of course not. You know?

Because essentially,
I mean, you're a guy, like me.

But not really.

That would mean that to me,
you are essentially a woman.

- Yeah, I can see that.
- No.

I'd prefer not to be a woman,
if you don't mind.

I'm following your reasoning.

Fine. What do you say we just, you
know? We'll drop it for now. It's Booth.

- Oh, they found the clothes.
- That was fast.

Yeah, good work, Lou. All right, now you can
come home before all the monsters get you.

Hm. Hung up on me. I thought it was funny.

The blood from the axe was from Hastings.

OK. Was the blood
on Lori Mueller's clothes a match?

- No.
- Then there's another victim out there?

- Yes. And she's probably named Bessie.
- Bessie?

It's cow's blood. The hormones and
antibiotics affirm it's from a butcher shop.

Dr Brennan, the witch's skull
was cut with a Stryker saw.

- Like you use in autopsies?
- They're also used in teaching institutions.

I found a faded serial number behind the
occipital condyle. It's from the university.

So the skull was stolen
from the medical school?

Someone set up one hell of a horror show
to kill Graham Hastings.

- Have a seat.
- I have a class starting in 45 minutes.

It's film class. You know,
have 'em watch Wedding Crashers.

I can assure you that film class
is a lot more than watching movies.

Were you aware that the medical school
has an anatomical specimen collection?

I don't even know what that means.
This is about Graham, right?

The research collection can be accessed
by a faculty member with a key card.

Yours was recorded entering the building
last November 7th.

Three days before
Graham Hastings disappeared.

You often go into a medical school
at 2:43 in the morning?

I reported my key missing in November.
I'm sure you'll find a record.

- Yeah. It's convenient.
- Very convenient.

Are you accusing me of something?

Someone stole a skull,
planted it in the woods

along with animal bones,
blood, weird amulets.

Tricking people into believing
Graham was murdered by a ghost.

OK, but why? Why would I
possibly want to do something like that?

Ride his coat-tails.
Escape the faculty ghetto.

- He shut you out.
- Maybe you were just a little bitter about that.

Huh, Teach?

I'm entitled to an attorney, aren't I?

OK, maybe Graham stole the skull himself.

Are you suggesting it was some convoluted
suicide? He chopped off his own head?

No. Look, I'm just saying things,
they got out of hand. Right?

He wanted it to look like a documentary.
As scary as possible.

So he sets everything up.
He gets Nate to help him out that night.

But Nate sees an opportunity.
No one knows he's out there.

It's chop-chop and "I'm going to Hollywood."

I found someone else in the woods.

I think it's a person.

Have you finished with
the particulates from the axe?

The assailant was wearing
leather gloves but I need to check...

- Then why are you in here?
- Because I want him here. OK.

Look. I ran it through
a mass-recognition program.

That's Graham. And that is our mystery guest.

- It's not Brian?
- No. Different height and weight.

This person is about 6'1".

As you can see, that includes a head.

So it's definitely not Maggie.

Nate Gibbons is about 6'1".

I'll ask Will to tell us about Graham and
his teacher. Maybe he threatened Graham.

- His professor?
- Did Graham tell you about him?

He said the guy wanted to help produce
his film. Graham wanted to do it on his own.

His professor is producing his film.
Brian stole Graham's screenplay.

He and the professor are making it.

- The teacher killed Graham for a script?
- It'd make his career. Brian's too.

I've seen people murdered for a lot less.
It's not certain yet.

We're just looking for evidence
that links one or two of them to the remains.

With all this going on, when I'm with you...

I feel like everything's gonna be OK.

I would like to see the world the way you do.

Then you would be
looking at a very beautiful woman.

Preliminary tests
show only one type of DNA on the axe.

But now the follow-up tests are showing two.

- Problem with our electrophoresis machine?
- No. I double-checked.

So this means you got the killer's DNA.

Right. The attacker must have been
cut during the struggle.

I'm separating the two types of DNA
but it's hard.

It's easy. I'll just get a warrant
for a blood sample for Nate Gibbons.

The glove fragments were
coated with diammonium phosphate

and a guar gum derivative thickener.

- You speak English?
- It's a flame retardant.

Exactly. Isn't that only used
by professional firefighters?

Wait. Graham's brother is a firefighter.

He's also about 6'1", right?
And he has a head.

That explains why it looks like
there was only one blood source.

Siblings share
many of the same chromosomes.

Will Hastings killed his brother.

That certainly explains my results.

Brennan.

Wait. She's with him now.

- Funny.
- That's your opinion.

I don't think that you're the one
that should be telling me that...

Booth.

What are you doing here?

I'm sorry.

You're under arrest for the murder of your
brother. You have the right to remain silent.

- What is this?
- He did it. Cam found his blood on the axe,

and Hodgins found chemicals that
only a firefighter would have access to.

I didn't kill Graham.

We fought, that's all.

- You were in the woods that night?
- Please don't look at me like that. Please?

I was just helping my brother.
He said the film was gonna make him famous.

So you got the animal bones, the blood,

and you made
the chopping sound with the axe.

He wanted me to stay out of sight.
But the girl, Lori, he slipped her drugs.

And she was screaming.
And I said I wasn't gonna help any more.

And I said I wouldn't
throw the blood on her, so he did it.

And she went crazy.
And you saw her. Graham did that to her.

- Will...
- I had to stop him, OK?

I can't be responsible
for raising a monster like that.

So you hit him with the axe?

He was just lying there
and I was waiting for him to move.

I'd never even hit him before,
no matter how difficult he got.

You chopped off his head.
You buried him to look like some witch did it.

No. She did it. She did it.

Maggie Cinders was out there that night,
and she made me do it.

She told me never to tell anybody.

Maggie Cinders made me cut off his head.

That's the only way it could happen.
You know me. He was my brother.

I could never kill my own brother.

It was her.

What are you waiting for, Booth?

You have the right to remain silent.
You understand me?

- Anything you say...
- No, wait. Wait, please.

...will be used against you in a court of law.
You have the right to speak to an attorney.

The FBI needs me to finish
cataloguing the restored footage.

That's cool. I don't have anywhere else to go.

You've been great today, Hodgins.

No, no.

I haven't seen that piece.

Yeah, I was working on it before.
It just finished rendering.

Uh...

could-could be a reflection.

Had to be. Or some moonlight.

Yeah. Uh, moonlight sounds right.

Can I stay at your place tonight?

Sure. No problem.

Sure know how to pick 'em, don't I?

Well, you know...

Our perceptions are always coloured by
what we hope and what we fear, what we love.

We do the best we can.

I'm afraid my best isn't good enough.

I can read bones, not people.

Well...

You know, you had no trouble
seeing through me.

- It's a good thing I like being alone.
- You know what? You're not alone. Come on.

- Booth...
- Hey.

You're my partner. OK?

It's a guy hug.

Take it.

All right?

What's that mean?

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