All language subtitles for Bones S07E07 The Prisoner in the Pipe

No, Daddy, I can't.
Don't make me.

Sweetie...

there's no monster
in the toilet.

I promise you,
Princess, okay?

I poop by myself.

And Mommy poops
by herself, right?

You can, too.
Look at you.

You are a big girl now.

But I'm scared.

That's okay, sweetie.

That's okay.
We're all scared sometimes.

But that's why you get to have
as much ice cream as you want.

And...

a cat.

Okay?

Okay.

Go ahead, sweetie.

Daddy's going to stay
right here, Princess.

That's a good girl.
A good, brave girl.

Everything's gonna be
just fine, I promise.

I want a brown cat

and a turtle!

What's the matter?

You'll receive excellent
care at St. George's.

Our maternity facilities are
number one in all categories.

Including the incidence
of staph infection.

No, this is
a great hospital, okay?

They've got great doctors,
plus they have the best

lactation specialist
in the world.

She's so good, I bet she could
teach me how to lactate.

Okay, you have made
your preference

for our baby being born
in a Catholic hospital

very clear.
Catholic has nothing to do with it,

okay? It's just, it's an
outstanding hospital, right?

Mm-hmm. I want a home birth,
where I can control things.

A lot safer in the hospital,
Bones, come on.

No.

On the contrary, hospitals
are breeding grounds for

antibiotic-resistant
super germs

leading to a high
incidence of E. coli

and staphylococcus infections.

- I'm sorry, is that true?
- No! No.

No.

Based on the spatter patterns
and viscosity,

I see indications of blood,

blood, cerebrospinal fluid,

amniotic fluid,

blood, more blood...

Is there a problem back there?

Don't touch anything.

Brennan.
Put the light away.

Oh. Cam just found
an eyeball in a toilet.

Oh.
- I didn't check the toilets.

Let's-let's get out of here.

Great tour. Great hospital.

We'll be in touch, all right?
I'll get that, uh,

lactation specialist's number
from you, all right?

Don't need that.
Right?

I'm lactating right now.
This is a great spot.

There are no signs of anyone

being killed or
dismembered in the house.

Which means the remains must
have come up through the pipe.

Wow! Okay, the rest
of the body's probably

blocking the lines.
This kid is going to have

some serious issues
with toilet training, huh?

Okay, I have a sphenoid,

and what looks like several
fragments of the maxilla.

Oh.

You're good.
I'm still trying

to get a hold of this eyeball.

Hey, how did the, uh,
hospital tour go?

- May I?
- Booth liked it.

But he seems very comfortable

around germs.

Yeah. Boys are like that.

It was a great hospital.
Shiny machines,

masks all over the place.

Exactly what you need

when you're about to
have a baby, right, Bones?

I'll need more bones

if we're going to learn anything
about this victim.

Oh, local cops say roots
clogged up the sewer lines,

and stuff is backing up
all over the neighborhood.

The question is, how did the vic
wind up in so many pieces?

Well, the deceased could have

become trapped in the sewer,
and then decomposed,

which I have never seen,
but I'd certainly like to.

I could write a paper
and-and cite you.

- That's okay, Bones.
- Maybe the victim

was flushed down
more than one toilet.

Another fascinating prospect.

Okay. Sorry I asked.

Animals could have
eaten the tendons

and the cartilage, causing him
to break apart into multiple pieces.

Bones, you don't have to
get so excited, okay?

This-this is not a game.

Yes. Yes! A winner.

Oh...

Ha-ha!
Whew. Good one.

Whoo!

Oof.
Sorry.

There we go.

♪ Bones 7x07 ♪
The Prisoner in the Pipe
Original Air Date on April 2, 2012

♪ Main Title Theme ♪ The Crystal Method
== sync, corrected by elderman ==

♪

These are from the species
ailanthus altissima.

It originated in China, where
it's called tree of heaven,

and we find it
clogging a sewer pipe.

There's a joke
in there somewhere,

if anyone wants to
knock it loose.

Thanks. I'll pass.

I see the irony,
I-I don't see the joke.

But this stage
in my pregnancy,

my IQ could be eight to ten
points lower than normal.

Which is why we all need to
pitch in and help out

every way we can.

I'm becoming a certified doula.

You aren't getting anywhere
near my cervix, Ms. Wick.

Just saying.

Should you find
yourself in need,

I could stop at the perineum.

What I need to know

is what progress
you've made with the bones.

We only have fragments,
so it's difficult

to determine much.

But since there's no

duplication of elements,
the remains originate

from one victim.

And I have found enough bones
that form the maxillary sinus

to indicate the victim is male.

A man, in pieces,

in a sewer.

Well, at least
we're getting somewhere.

Would the lady
care for some tendon?

Why, thank you, sir.
My favorite cut.

Run your headlamp
over the table again.

He has a lens implant.

Oh...

Okay...

And it has a serial number.

We can ID our victim.

Nice, Dr. Brennan.

Hey. I'll have a couple black.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Wait, whoa. What is that thing?

We're trying to rub out
Mocha Joe's down the street.

Ooh. What can you tell me
about the, uh, spice-a-chino?

It's like a cappuccino,
but with four different spices?

Sweets, just get
on with this, okay,

so I don't have to
look at that thing.

What do you have against
the cappuccino machine?

This is a diner.

I come here because there is
no cappuccino machine.

You understand? Some things,
they need to be sacred.

Right? Preserved.

All right? In this country,
there is a line between

coffee and foamy crap.

And when that line gets blurred,

people, they just
become animals.

- You okay?
- No! No, I'm not okay.

I'm not dunking my donut
into some cappuccino.

That's not why
I joined the Army.

I didn't join the Army
for that, you know?

We'll take two regular coffees,
please. Thanks.

Two black.

Let's sit.
What?

Let's sit down.

Uh...

Gotta be honest:

tiny issue... somewhat...
somewhat oversized reaction.

What's going on?

Okay. I, uh...

Okay.

Okay.

Mm-hmm.

I need to ask you for some help.

Here you go, boys.

Look at that!

Black coffee. Um...

Bones, she wants to have
the baby at home,

and I want to have the baby at
the hospital, and, you know...

Have you discussed this
with her?

Oh, she's dug her heels in.
Come on, you know Bones.

What do you want me to do?

I mean, if she's not
going to listen to you,

she's not going to listen to me.

Okay, look, I'm thinking that
maybe you have some of that,

you know, heavy-duty,
"in case of emergency"

shrinky stuff that
you could throw at her?

You know, that... Look.

I'm desperate. I'm desperate.

Yeah. I'm not... see, I'm not
really supposed to, um...

take sides, when it comes to
co-workers and personal issues.

No, no, no.
It's not coming from

a co-worker place, here.

Look, it's, uh...
I'm asking you as a friend.

Oh.

I'm touched.

It's nice to hear you
acknowledge me as a friend.

So you'll do it?

That's what friends do.

All right.

We should... we should do
more stuff together, right?

I mean, we don't...
We don't ever...

Let's grab a beer sometime,
for the heck of it.

- Watch soccer.
- Soccer?

Why not?

Baby steps.
Okay.

Okay? First, let's deal
with the hospital thing.

Yeah!
Okay? Yeah?

Yeah!
Hey? Friend?

- Yeah.
- All right. Booth.

So I cross-checked the serial
number on the lens implant

against the manufacturer's
database, and a name came up.

Rob Lazebnik.

Lazebnik?

That name sounds familiar.

Did you, uh, run it
through the NCIC?

Yep. Lazebnik was a fugitive.

He escaped from the federal
penitentiary at Jamestown

four weeks ago.

Well, it looks like he was
better off behind bars.

So someone

killed my husband.

No surprise there.

He was ripping off his clients;
it was a Ponzi scheme.

- Like with Bernie Madoff.
- If only.

Madoff's wife ended up
with something to live on.

Rob?

Burned through everything
he ever had.

Must have been fun
while it lasted.

Oh. Yeah.

For him.

He got to act like
a high roller.

He blew it all at casinos,
buying fancy yachts...

oh, and there were
plenty of hookers.

There wasn't a dime left for me.

Right. So who did
your husband try to contact

after he escaped from prison?
For help?

Nobody.

Robbie burned
every bridge he had.

Which means that leaves you.
Did he try and contact you?

Not a chance.

I told that son of a bitch
I would slit his throat

if he ever tried to
talk to me again.

Really?

It's a figure of speech.
Right.

Probably best if you don't leave
town during this investigation.

Don't worry.

Can't afford to.

Almost all of

the bones appear to have been
fractured post-mortem.

Yeah. They were
probably broken up

so they could fit
down the drain.

Booth is pressuring me to
have the baby in a hospital.

Well, that's not his decision.

Booth says that he's
worried about complications,

but I'm healthy,

and I don't mean to be boastful,

but my mucosal plug is superb.

All right.
Girl's got good plug.

And now we all know.

I ran a tox screen

on the ocular fluid,
and it came back negative,

which eliminates poison
as cause of death.

You have anything?
There's a fragment of

the right ninth rib
with striations

that are consistent
with a stab wound.

But there's so little evidence,
it would be irresponsible for me

to form a conclusion
at this point.

Come on.

Just this once.

- No.
- You can do it.

Just say "it's a stabbing."

- I can't.
- We'll think you're cool if you do.

Well, I want to be cool.

But I can't.

It's okay, honey.
We still love you just the same.

It's adorable!

What else can you make it do?

Okay, this is not a toy.

Who am I kidding?
It's the coolest toy ever.

It's a Sewerbot.

Right now,
its identical twin

is about to crawl
into the sewer pipes

by the house
with the magic toilet.

Now, your job

is to stare at muck.

Give a shout if you see
anything that could be evidence.

Mm, nothing here.

Nothing yet.

Nothing now.

Nope.

Still nothing.

Nothing there.

Nada. Nothing...

Is that really
necessary?

I thought...

You're right.

Uh-uh. Uh-uh.

Uh-uh. Uh-uh.

Do you think

I overstepped my bounds
by becoming a doula?

- Yes.
- No, really.

Yes, really.

But it was so nice of me.

It's more creepy than nice.

You're joking.

Wish I was.

Oh, God.

Okay, yes, I'm sorry.

I was joking.
No.

I found
a partial scapula.

You said shout.

We have a lot of work today.

I don't understand why we have
to spend any of it with Sweets.

Bureau procedure.
You know how it is.

Right, Sweets?

Yeah, yeah.

So I need to, uh...

I need to do
a partner assessment

to see how you function,
so Agent Booth

can be paired with the proper
person while you're on leave.

I've never heard of
such an assessment.

Oh, it's new.

You know how the bureau is.

Fine.

Then assess me.

Hurry it along here, Sweets.

Okay.

Uh, first question.

Would you describe yourself
as overly cautious,

appropriately
cautious

or a risk taker?

Appropriately
cautious.

Okay.

Do you tend
to make decisions

based on gut instinct
or on expertly compiled data?

The latter.

All right.

Question three.

How would it affect
your decision-making process

if, uh...

expertly compiled data

proved something, uh,
conclusively

despite your belief system?

I'd have to have an example.

An example.

Um, I don't know--
uh, I don't know

where, uh...

Say, the safest place
to give birth

is in a well-respected
hospital or...

Why you looking at me like that?

You are using
this partner assessment

to influence me
on a personal matter.

That is extremely unethical.
Wait.

Assuming that
psychologists have ethics.

- I don't know.
- Uh, okay.

Uh, Dr. Brennan,
perhaps the... the emotions

that you're experiencing
during pregnancy

are affecting what...
what should be

a carefully
reasoned decision.

I mean, for your sake
and the baby's,

the safest place to give birth
is a hospital.

No, that's not true.

Are you the one
who has to undergo

wave after wave
of mind-searing pain

that only ends
after a writhing,

screaming object
the size of a... a...

a jack-o-lantern pushes its way
through your vagina?

No.

I thought you'd use the word
"watermelon."

I couldn't think of the word.

When you give
birth to a baby,

you can make
the decisions.

Right now, I don't want to hear

any more about this from you.
Understood?

Yes, ma'am.

We should go. Yeah.

You two should be
ashamed of yourselves.

Nice going.

Oh... okay, okay,
it wasn't my finest moment,

but we'll get through this
together.

If anything, it'll make
our friendship stronger.

No soccer.

Don't say that.

This looks like
part of his tibia.

And some teeth!

Yeah, well, enjoy it,
'cause it's our last.

The Sewerbot's reached
the end of the line.

Why would there
be bars in a sewer?

I don't know.

Because the
sewer line ends

at Jamestown
Federal Prison.

Wait... wait a minute.

This guy never escaped.

He was killed
in prison,

and then dumped
in the sewer.

Jamestown's a
hard-core lockup.

All right, so just
stay close to me.

No eye contact,
and I want you

to keep an arm's
length from the bars.

Prisoners won't hurt a child.

It's one of their
strongest taboos.

And since
I am obviously

just a few weeks
from delivery,

I feel quite confident
I will be safe.

Okay, work with me on this,
okay, Bones?

You have to learn
how to compromise.

I can compromise.

I'm willing to let you
have our daughter baptized.

Really?

Mm-hmm.

Children need mythology.

It helps them
make sense of the world.

My religion is not a myth.

I'm an author, Booth.

I understand
how narrative works,

and so does your Bible.

A pregnant woman
is about to give birth.

She finds an inn, but they
won't let her stay there,

so she is forced
to give birth in a barn.

Whoever wrote that
really knew

how to manipulate
an audience.

Well, it happened.

Fine.

You can baptize our daughter,

and I will make sure
that she is born at home.

Perfect compromise.

Anything new, Miss Wick?

We have so many pieces of bone,

and I haven't found
any evidence of kerf marks.

So, he wasn't cut up
with a knife or a saw.

Absolutely not.

His bones are fractured.

- Do you smell roses?
- Yes.

Rose water.

It's a uterine relaxant.

I learned about it
in doula class.

Uh, it's inert, so it won't
compromise the bones.

You put rose water
on the bones?

Yep, so when
Dr. Brennan's working,

she will also be
relaxing uterinely.

And the bones needed
a little freshening up

after four weeks in the sewer.

Who-who wouldn't?

Not all these breaks

happened
after he died.

I found some
remodeled fracturing

of the manubrium,

the distal end
of the left clavicle

and two
of the upper ribs.

Those breaks occurred
about a year ago.

That's when Lazebnik
went to jail.

He must have been beaten
when he got there.

So Lazebnik's remains

show evidence
that he was beaten

a year ago.
No surprise there.

The food here's
all cooked

by the inmates, but the
beef stew isn't half bad.

Oh, so you know
about the beatings.

Well, he was probably
beaten to learn

the prison hierarchy.
Exactly.

Hey, you want some beef stew,
you let me know.

My wife was always starving
before she burst.

Thank you, but
I'm a vegetarian.

So is my wife,
except when she's pregnant.

Then she can't eat
enough cow.

You know what,
you should try the...

I am not your wife.
Right.

Lazebnik was dumped
into the sewer system

in pieces.

I'll need to see the
blueprints for the prison

to see what drains
could have been used.

Sure. Operations
should have those.

Great.

- How about a cookie, then?
- Who did it, pal?

I baked them myself.

No, the beating, all right?

Which one of these
Boy Scouts beat him?

Uh, it's
impossible to tell.

They pick their target,

they form a ring around him--
you can't see inside--

and then they go
to town on him.

Another prisoner
jumped in and broke it up

before any of us guards
got out there.

Do you know who
broke it up?

Yep. He's right there.

Haze Jackson.

But he won't talk.

Huh. Let me give him a try.

You check out
the blueprints.

So Daisy said the bones

were so fragmented
that it could take days

to piece them
back together by hand,

so I did a digital
reconstruction.

Now, the red
indicates

the bones that
we're missing.

Dr. Brennan
found striations

on the right ninth rib
that indicated

the possibility
of a stab wound.

Once we had more
bones to look at,

I found a nick on
the anterior aspect

of the L1 vertebra
that confirmed the victim

was stabbed in
the abdomen.

Of course it
was a stab wound.

Why couldn't she just say it?

Because
she's Brennan.

Okay, so the
knife went in

at the rib and stopped
when it hit the spine.

That's nine inches and change,

and it'd be difficult to find
a knife that long in prison.

Hmm.

What if he doubled over?

This compresses the distance
between the rib and the L1.

Yes, to 3.75 inches.

Is it possible to add the
major abdominal blood vessels?

Sure.

If the weapon began

at the right ninth rib

and nicked the L1,

the inferior vena cava
would be directly in its path.

That would cause massive
internal hemorrhaging.

Looks like we have
our cause of death.

If they say I knew Lazebnik,

then I guess
I knew him,

but I didn't
help him escape.

I've only got
two weeks left in here.

I wouldn't risk screwing up now.

Lazebnik didn't escape.

What do you mean?

He was killed in here.

- What?
- Yeah.

Do they know who did it?
No.

But you should. We know you
stepped in and saved Lazebnik

from getting a beating
about a year ago.

So we know you two were looking
out for each other, right?

I just did what I would do
for a friend. That's it.

Tell me about the beating.

Who was after him?

I told you--

I'm getting released
in two weeks.

But it ain't
gonna mean much

if I'm dead
before that.

They can make sure
that doesn't happen.

Not a chance.
Fine.

I'll just extend your stay.

You can't do that.
Oh, yeah?

You know, impede
on a federal

murder investigation, we'll
see what happens, okay?

Thank you.

Okay.

Okay.

The last time I saw Lazebnik,

the warden had just pulled him
off his job in accounting

because she needed to see him.

Why?
Dude was in here

for financial fraud or whatever,

then he does the books
for this place?

Put it together yourself.

All I know is...

he went to the warden's office,
and I never saw him again.

Just... don't say
you heard it from me.

They sic a guard on me,
I might wind up

in a wheelchair
for the rest of my life.

I don't know how Lazebnik

got assigned
to accounting.

Is that not your
responsibility?

I have a lot
of responsibilities.

That's why
I delegate.

When I found out

where he was assigned,
I pulled him off the job.

That's all
that matters.

There are over 500 drains

that Lazebnik
could have been dumped in.

It would take weeks

for us to check every
single one of them.

Should you be
on a case?

You look like you're ready
to give birth here.

That's exactly why

we'd like to move this along.
Shall we now?

I don't know how he got the job
in the first place,

but it was a no-brainer
for me to transfer him

once I found some funds
had gone missing.

Gone missing?
I'm sorry.

Why didn't you tell me that on
the phone?

Lazebnik siphoned off
a small amount-- less than $500.

I nipped it in the bud.

Doesn't make you look good,
now, does it?

Huh, prisoners stealing
from you?

Rob Lazebnik was a criminal,
and criminals steal.

There was nothing unusual
about it.

The judge would have
given him another six months.

This is Brennan.

I've got a new one

for your big book
of stereolithographic firsts.

I-I don't have that book.

Okay.

Doesn't matter.

I used the vector points

of the victim's
internal wounds

to make a negative
of the murder weapon.

And from that,

I could print out
a positive 3-D image of it.

It's conical. 3.75 in length.

It's a shiv.

The dimensions of the murder
weapon indicate that

it was a shiv.

So when's the last time
you tossed the cells?

We did a full sweep
just last week.

Wow.

Knock yourself out.

Wow, there's of lot of them
here, huh, Bones?

Lots of blood, too.

This is really excellent
field technique.

Each of one of these
shivs is tagged

with the number of the cell
in which it was found.

It will be useful if I find
a likely murder weapon.

Bones, don't you think you'd
be better off back in the lab?

No, we are far more effective
on-site.

Plus, we have the equipment from
the infirmary.

You're about to pop,
and I'm looking at 148

homemade murder weapons.

I think you'd
be better off

back at the lab.
More effective, okay?

Let's go.

Booth, look at this one.

It's nasty.

It matches the photo
Angela sent to us.

I am quite certain
this is the murder weapon.

Ah, we could have a winner, huh!

The tag on this one says that it
was found in cell number Y203.

Y203 isn't a cell.

It's an area of the yard.

Who has access to that?

Every convict who isn't
sick or in solitary.

It looks like this was made
from paper.

Paper?

Strong, heavy stock

tightly compressed,
glued together.

It's a very effective weapon.

Now what?

There's something printed
on this.

If Angela can find out where
this paper came from,

it could might lead us
back to the killer.

How's it going?

Not well.

I thought if I sat
at Dr. Brennan's desk

and looked at these bones
like she does,

it would clarify
things for me.

Aah, it's no use!
I still can't figure it out!

There are no kerf marks
at the ends of the humeri,

the tibias or either femur.

Why is that a problem?
Because it means

that the body wasn't dismembered
with a cutting implement.

I have no idea how
the remains were broken up.

You'll get it.

You know what might help?
No!

No, we can't.
Not in this office.

Not in any office.

Well, I need a distraction.

It clears the mind.

Daisy, we can't!

The walls are glass.

We don't have to take
off all our clothes,

and those crates
will block us.

I know you want to.

I don't, I don't.

Your nose is
growing, Pinocchio.

Okay.

I can't...
Oh, wait, Lance!

Whoo!

Oh, no! Oh, no!

Wait a minute!

Really?

There's micro-pitting on these,

and I'd totally missed
the point!

I thought it was decomp
from the sewage, but it's not.

It means the bones
were exposed to acid.

That could be how
the body was dismembered!

See, I told you that I just
needed to clear my mind.

This is great!

Not so much for me.

I have to show these
to Dr. Hodgins.

Now?

Uh-huh.

Thank you, Lancelot. Thank you!

Oh.

Hi. I was looking for a...

I dropped a thing
down here. I was just...

Why is my coat like that?

I was looking for...

I'm down here 'cause
I've lost a...

Whoa-ho! This is
the Mailbox Works.

The prison's been
building them

for the Postal Service
since 1957.

And they use acid in the process?
Sure.

They clean the mailboxes
in an acid bath

before the paint goes on.

Hydrochloric.

Definitely could've dropped
the body in there, Bones.

Mm. Certainly
large enough.

I'll take samples
and have them sent back

to the lab to see if the acid
matches the damage to the bones.

Look, I'll need a roster
of the work crew

the night that
Lazebnik disappeared.

- You got it? - You got it.
- Okay.

Yeah, I've been supervisor
of the Mailbox Works

for over a year now. So?

So, Lazebnik, he took advantage
of your parents, didn't he, huh?

Wiped out their entire savings.

I'm saying nothing.

Somebody does that
to my family,

I'd want to kill 'em, too.

What would I do?

I'd make myself a shiv.

I didn't make no shiv.

You're in charge
of the paint crew,

aren't you?
You could have easily disposed

of the body in the acid bath.

Look, I didn't kill Lazebnik.
I never killed anybody.

But you gave him a good beating
when he showed up

here in Jamestown.
What was that, about a year ago?

Who told you about that?

That was a lucky guess.

You know, you're getting things
out of me

I didn't say,
so we're done here.

I'll tell you when we're done.
I may have to sit here.

Nothing I can do about that.

But I'm saying nothing else
without a lawyer, so...

Trust me, okay? He's the guy.

Okay, what, I'm just supposed
to accept your hunch?

He's got motive, he's got
his own personal acid bath!

What more
do you want?

That is all circumstantial,
Booth, and you know it.

You're pressuring me.

You look tired. I mean,

you look exhausted.
I mean, I can see it.

You've been on your
feet all day, huh?

These guys aren't
going anywhere.

Come on. We can
come back tomorrow.

Let's just get
back home, huh?

We'll get some sleep.
We'll come back if we have to.

Look, Bones, you're
not Superwoman, okay?

You're nine months
pregnant.

You can't overexert yourself.

I mean, even you know that.

Look at me. Hey,

I love you.

And if anything happens
to this child,

I would die.

So let's just
go home,

get some rest. We'll come back
here tomorrow, okay?

Okay.

Here we go.

That's it.

Make your
favorite soup.

Oh. Brennan.

I just finished testing
hydrochloric acid on some bone,

all different concentrations.

The micro-pitting
does not match.

There's another kind of acid
in that prison.

- Now what?
- We have to go back in.

No, we do not have
to go back in.

It wasn't hydrochloric
acid, Booth.

There's some other acid
in there.

I know how fast word
travels in prison,

and the killer could be
destroying evidence already.

No, Bones, we don't
have to go back in.

Let's just turn
around and get...

What did I just say?
We don't have to go back in.

We have to do this, Booth.
Then I'll give you 15 minutes.

I need to find out if there's
another source of acid in the prison.

And I need you to do that
fast for us.

Well, there's only hydrochloric acid
in the Mailbox Works.

I can't think
of any other.

Bones, you all right?

Yes. It's just Braxton-Hicks
contractions.

I've been having them for
the past month. I'm fine.

Okay, well, then that's.
exactly why that you should...

Brennan.

I was able to restore

part of the text

from the paper scraps
that you sent me.

One contains a fraction, "1/3,"

and the letters, "a-r-g-a-r."

It comes from the word
"margarine,"

and the "1/3" is
a 1/3 of a cup.

The papers were from
a cookbook.

Eight different pages.

Is there any way
to tell which cookbook?

Yeah. I ran the typeface

through the Library of Congress
database,

and I got the name and the date
of publication

and a lot of tips on how
to cook for prisoners.

It's The Gordon Institutional
Recipe Index, 1993 edition.

Apparently, prisoners
really like cookies.

Okay, we need a copy

of The Gordon Institutional
Recipe Index, the 1993 edition.

There should be at least
eight pages missing.

I have no idea what that is.

It's got to be in the kitchen, ace.
Oh, sure.

Uh, I'll get it
for you right now.

No, just show us
where the kitchen is.

I like to see it
in context.

No, no, no, you're gonna sit
tight, okay? I'll go get it.

Why?

'Cause I don't want our
baby born in a prison!

Why not? Their infirmary is an
accredited healthcare facility.

Isn't that what you wanted?

That drain by the coffeemakers
is big enough

to flush the bones.

Hey, look at that, Bones.
No screws.

- Found it.
- Found it. Okay, great.

Let's head back.
Come on. Come on.

And there's pages missing.
Whoever ripped these out

must've left their prints
on the opposite page.

Well, let's head back to the lab
so you can pull the prints.

No. No time. We have to lift
the prints right here.

You don't have a print kit.

We do now.

Cocoa. Right, cocoa.

Cocoa.

I'll send these prints
to Angela.

I found some
particulates in the pitting,

ran them through
the mass spec.

They turned out to be
a synthetic rubber.

And look. This formulation
is made by one

and only one manufacturer,
in Dayton, Ohio.

They use it to make
shoes for prisoners.

Yes, of course!!

His bones would be super brittle
after being immersed

in hydrochloric acid.

The killer stomped
on his bones

so they'd fit down a drain.

And that's how
the rubber got on them.

We are brilliant!

Yeah, except it wasn't
hydrochloric acid.

And there don't seem to be
any other acids at the prison.

Angela said that Lazebnik
was killed with a cookbook.

Are there any acids
in a kitchen?

Vinegar, but it's a little hard

to dissolve someone
in salad dressing.

Unless...

This is gonna be good,
isn't it?

I hope so.

Yes, it is.

It is very, very good.

You can take vinegar
and evaporate it down

to acetic acid.

That would match
the micro-pitting

we found on the bones.

Actually, I found the pitting,

but this acetic acid thing
is awesome, too.

This looks like
my mom's old muffin recipe.

Only she used about
20 pounds less flour.

Brennan did a great job
with these prints.

I'm gonna run them through
the FBI database.

The Bureau of Prisons
has a database,

and you can limit the search
to the Jamestown facility.

Ooh.

Got it.

Haze Jackson.

And look at his file.

He works in the kitchen.

Jackson dissolved Lazebnik
in the acid

and then stomped
on his bones

until they could be
flushed down the drain.

He never had to leave
the kitchen.

Okay, perfect.
You solved it. Now let's go.

No, I need
Jackson's shoes.

There should be bone fragments
in the soles

that will tie him to the murder.

Okay, fine. I'll do it,
not you.

No, it's too dangerous for you,
Booth.

They won't touch me.
I'm pregnant.

We're not gonna test
that here, Bones.

Haze Jackson!

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

I want Haze Jackson!

Hey, Bones!

Hey, man, get out
the way; she's pregnant.

Haze Jackson?

Get out of my way.

Bones!

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Get back.

Bones!
She's pregnant. Move back!

I want Haze Jackson!

I don't know, man.

She's calling
for somebody.

Bones!

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Bones, Bones, Bones, Bones!

Haze!

Bones!

Bones!

Bones!

Bones!

Haze!

Bones!

Bones!
Get out of the way!

The woman's pregnant.

Haze!

Get back!

Mr. Jackson,

I want your shoes.

Wh-Wh-Whoa!

He wouldn't have
hurt me, Booth.

Okay, well, I'm being
overprotective.

Get down! Get down!

That's it.

On the ground now!

Nobody moves!

Oh, you.

You risked
your life protecting

this Lazebnik guy, huh?
Why'd you kill him?

Because he was gonna pay me.

Then you found out that Lazebnik
didn't have anything left.

He played me!

Get his shoes.
We have to run.

Why? Where you going?

I'm in labor!

Right, she's in labor now--

Labor?! Bones!

Labor, labor, labor.

Okay, here we go.

I'm not gonna rush you.

Here, watch your step there.

Just keep breathing heavily,
all right?

Look, there's a hospital up
ahead about ten miles or so.

Oh, whoa!

Stupid road!
Stupid, stupid road!

Sorry, Bones.

I'm burning up.
Will you turn off the heat?

I got the AC
blasting in here.

Oh, God, you're in
labor, you're in labor!

I'm in a very
uncomfortable position.

Okay, just relax,
just try to relax.

Try to put the
seat back. Decline.

Try to breathe this out.

We're gonna be at the hospital

within a half an hour,
all right?

No, we're not going to have
the baby at a hospital, Booth.

Yes, we are. We're having
a baby in the hospital.

- There's no argument anymore.
- I'm not arguing!

We're not gonna make it
to a hospital. Just pull over.

We're gonna make it.
Pull over now!

Okay, okay!

Okay.

I'm pulling over.

Oh!

All right, stay
right there.

Just don't
move. Breathe.

Hey, you!
Yes, I need a room.

May I help you?

I'm having a baby.
No, we're having--

She's having a baby,
I need a room.

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

I'm sorry, no room.

I'm going to have
to ask you to move on.

There is a hospital
about ten miles down the road.

She's not gonna make it!

Sir, please,
keep your voice down.

We are totally booked.

This country's

most important wine connoisseurs
and sommeliers

have paid $5,000 each
for tonight's event.

Hear that?! Right?!

She gonna have the baby
right there in a car

if you don't get us a room right
now. Is that what you want?

Try to see this
from my perspective.

I have laid out $50,000
for this weekend,

even purchased a case
of '62 Margeaux.

If I have to refund
their money, I'm done.

I'm about to push this
baby out right now!

And if you don't find me
a place to do that,

I'm gonna get out of this car,

squat down on the lawn,

and have this baby right here!

She'll squat on the lawn. I...

Okay, okay, okay.

There is a lovely building
around back that you can use.

Just-just down the drive.

Okay! There's no availability
at the inn.

Can't believe this.

Okay, coming in.

- There's no available...
- Hurry up!

Right! Got you! Got--

Okay.

Shh, shh.

Okay, breathe.

All right?

I'm so sorry, Bones.

Why?

Look where we are, you know.

I should've been able
to make it to the hospital.

It's not your fault.

This is a perfect place.
This is a perfect place.

And children who
grow up on farms

develop far fewer
allergies and...

respiratory issues!

Right, okay.

Okay. Yeah, and it's hard
not to believe in

a higher power when you've just
been turned away from the inn,

and you're about to give birth
in a manger.

That doesn't make
your mythology true, okay?

You're not gonna start with
that again, are we? I really...

What?

- I want to push.
- Right, push! Oh!

Okay, easy, easy,
easy, easy.

Hold on, hold on, hold on.

Okay, all right.

Whoa, whoa! All right.

You're gonna push?
Push one.

Push, Bones!

That's it.
There you go.

Good job.

There are some things
that you just can't explain.

Why can't you just admit that

there's a mystery
to life, Bones?

Oh, oh!

You're doing good,
you're doing good.

Okay, push, one more time.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

You're doing,
you're doing great, okay?

Ready to push.

All right? You're really close.

I can see her head. Push!

You're doing great, Bones.

Push! Push!

Okay.

Oh. Here.

All right, here.

All right.

Okay, yeah, easy.

There she is.
Right there.

Hi.

Look at that.

Hey.

Oh. Hi.

Oh. It's all right.

There is a
mystery to life.

Look at that.

Hi.

Would you just look at that.

You're beautiful.

Wow. Hey.

It's your dad.

Look at us.

We're a family.

♪ ♪

♪ The world's yours
when you turn 18 ♪

♪ And you feel like
you could have anything ♪

♪ Whichever way you go ♪

♪ 'Cause it's a great big world
and you're rolling down ♪

♪ Rolling down... ♪

Bones, just be
careful coming in.

Someone here?

Stay there.

Surprise!

Oh, hey, look at that.

Hi. Hey, hey.

Let me see her.

Oh, wait! Don't move.

Wash your hands first.

Actually, the more
exposure she has

to germs in her
formative years,

the stronger
her immune system will be.

Here you go.

A little sanitizer never hurt.

Right? Just
remember that.

Oh, she is beautiful.

I know.

Oh, Lance, we need
to make one of those.

We'll, uh, talk.

Wow.

Worthy of a manger.

Uh, and we brought you dinners
for the next few nights.

And we got

some diapers

and some towels, because
they do like to spit up.

A lot.

And some champagne,

because you can drink it now.

Look at that.

Champagne, huh, Bones?

What is that?

"Welcome Stapes"?

It's the smallest bone
in the human body.

Well, we didn't know
her name, so...

Thanks.

She's so lucky to
have all of you.

Ah, she's up.

So what is her name?

We named her
after Bones's mom.

Christine.

Our daughter's
name is Christine.

Oh...

Christine Angela.

Oh, my God.

♪ Hm, hm, hm, mm, mm, mm ♪

To Christine Angela.

Welcome home.

♪ Hm, hm, hm, mm, mm, mm ♪

♪ Life is too far
to walk alone ♪

♪ You can't do it on your own ♪

♪ It's like bare hands dig
into stone ♪

♪ And if things go down
the steeper hills ♪

♪ Even money won't
pay these bills ♪

♪ But time will show ♪

♪ That people
are gonna be okay ♪

♪ Storms never come to stay ♪

♪ That just shows
how badly we need each other ♪

♪ How badly we need each other ♪

♪ And the trials every day ♪

♪ There are signs
along the way ♪

♪ That remind us
how badly we need each other ♪

♪ How badly we need
each other... ♪

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