All language subtitles for Bones S07E10 The Warrior in the Wuss

So, when I called in sick
this morning,

I hung upside down
in gravity boots

so my voice sound all nasally.

For me, it's all about the setup
the day before.

A well-planted cough here,
the sneeze there.

My boss wound up
telling me to stay home.

Dude, we are so set.

Hey, slow down.
I don't want to end up

with a broken leg
which I can't explain.

Ah, damn it!
Whoa!

Hold up! I'm caught on
a branch or something.

What?

Help, Doug! Help me!

I think I really am
going to be sick.

Help me!

Dr. Hodgins...

Yeah?
Help, please.

Oh, wow.

This just came for you,
whatever it is.

Oh, my God.

It's my evaporator.

God, it looks beautiful,
doesn't it?

It looks expensive.

Yeah, well, nothing but the best
for the Justice League.

You've been buying
a lot of toys lately.

These are the latest in
high-tech scientific equipment.

I mean, look at this:
I just used the variable

thermostatic incubator
to hatch a chlamydosaurus.

You have a budget, Dr. Hodgins,
which I oversee.

Do these things fall
within that budget?

Oh, come on.

What business doesn't operate
on credit?

Ours--

and your department
is tapped out.

Well, hey, I mean,
there's just one more thing.

I saw this TEC-Cooled...

This is Dr. Saroyan.

Of course
I can spare him.

I'll send him
right out.

Booth and Dr. Brennan need you
at a body find.

They're going to text you
the location.

And start thinking about which
machines you're sending back.

What? No. Wait, I can't

get rid of any of these.

These are like my children.

Make the choice
or I'll make it for you.

I love you.

You know, I would buy them
myself, but it is against

Jeffersonian policy.

Really not that
interested, Hodgins.

Let's just focus on the work,
all right, buddy?

Victim is male, judging by
a heart-shaped pelvic inlet.

Right. Not to mention
his oversized wedding ring

right there on the left hand.

Can we hurry this up, Bones?

Do you have
another murder

I don't know about?

Booth's son is coming back
from England today.

His plane lands at 11:00.

Oh, right. Parker's been gone
for a while, right?

Actually,
four months, okay?

Hope he's not calling soccer
football.

Parker's very excited
to meet his new sister.

I can imagine.

And a new house,
a new room.

I bet he gets to buy a new toy
every now and then.

Enough.

Right. Okay.

Given the size
of this blowfly larvae,

I'd say our victim died
three days ago.

Great! Perfect!

Let's just bag this puppy up
and get it back to Jeffersonian.

I don't want to leave Parker
stranded at the air...

We're still missing
the victim's head, Booth.

You really need that?

Right, okay.

That was a bad question. Okay?

I'll tell you what.
You look over there

and I'll look over here.

We have to be methodical.

Skull retrieval requires the use
of physics,

anatomy,

and the careful reading
of geological terrain.

Ah, that sounds like

it's going to take a long time.

And I gotta...
Since the head

is commonly the first
to dislodge during decomp,

it could have washed down the
hill during last night's rain.

These rivulets
from the downpour

probably acted
as troughs.

Great, okay. So it's somewhere
down there. Let's go.

To the untrained eye, yes,

but I can actually analyze
the viscosity of the mud...

And factor in the orifices

in the human head
that can catch or snag

on debris and alter its course.
See, when you're an expert,

you can actually see
the trajectory...

Guys, you know what?
It's taking too long.

All right, I don't know why you
make such a big deal about...

Oh!

Ooh, ah!

Hey, you found me.

Well, we found it.

Hey, can we go
to the airport now? Huh?

♪ Bones 7x10 ♪
The Warrior in the Wuss
Original Air Date on April 23, 2012

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

♪

I'm so glad you're back, buddy.

And so is Christine.

She's so little.

Yeah. Oh, I think

she's smiling at you.

You think?
- Yeah.

So, what do you think
of your room, bud?

- It's just like your old one.
-Awesome.

I think you should take her.
Right.

Yeah. Okay. Easy.

I don't want her
to hate me.

She's not going to hate you.
You're her big brother.

Come on, huh?

It's all right.

What do you think of that?

I got the old RC truck out.
Found it.

You think it still works?
Of course it does.

Me and Christine, we put some
batteries in it this morning.

And we took it for a few laps.

Listen, Bones had to go
to the lab, and, so maybe later,

you, me, and Christine-- we can
make spaghetti meatballs, huh?

Christine can't really do
the things you say, Dad.

I know, buddy.

We're all just really happy
that you're back.

You like her.

I love her.

Just like I love you.

Okay?

Okay?
Look at that.

Can I just lie down?
I'm tired.

Sure, yeah, um...

Yeah, it's probably
just jet lag, right?

Before you know it, you'll be
back on American time, right?

Hey, buddy.

I'm really glad you're back.

See ya.

The stomach and the pyloric
sphincter are intact,

so there's a good chance
I'll get a look

at this guy's last meal.
Yummy.

Pulp cavity depth on the
maxillary central incisor

gives us an approximate age
of 26 to 36 years old.

Yeah, didn't Parker
get here today?

Yeah, just a couple
of hours ago.

How did it go
with him and Christine?

Christine met him
at the airport with us.

Parker hugged her
and she spit up on him,

but Parker didn't
seem to care.

So, you think it's working out?

Yes, why wouldn't it?

Well, as an
anthropologist,

you know that every culture
has stories

about the dangers
of having stepchildren.

Cinderella.
Exactly.

Sibling rivalry

is a common and necessary
sociological imperative.

Since it is, it doesn't
concern me any more

than the discomfort
of childbirth.

Your attitude
is very impressive.

Of course it is.

There's a perimortem wound

on the victim's right
ischial spine.

Well, it is consistent

with a stabbing injury.

If the external iliac artery
was severed when he was stabbed,

that could give us
cause of death.

Your equipment costs millions.

Hey, I haven't been allowed
to upgrade my system all year.

But we are still best.

Yeah, but you
haven't gotten

a hit on your facial
reconstruction yet.

Well, nothing over
a 20% match.

All I'm saying is
there's probably

a piece of equipment
that could help.

Or he has no record

or driver's license,

or anyone who reported him
missing.

Hey.

Whose side are you on?

I'm just saying that sometimes
you can go a little overboard.

What's that supposed to mean?

The motion sensors in our
bedroom that control the blinds?

When we have sex,

they open and close
and open and close.

Okay.

Sorry. I didn't mean
to listen to that.

I just happened to be here

and my ears opened...

Cut to the chase, Clark.
Right!

Okay, listen, I think
I know why you can't get a hit.

We've got the victim
listed at 5".

Yeah, because that's
what you told me.

I know, but that's
before I discovered

his pump bump
and his mallet toe.

That doesn't sound good.

Well, markers
on his right

distal interphalangeal
joints and calcaneus--

now, usually

that's associated
with women who wear heels,

but they're also found
in men who wear lifts.

So try listing
his height at 5'8".

Oh, that did it.

Tony Cole.

Hey, look, reported missing
by his wife.

Talk about issues.

This guy lies about his height

on his driver's
license.

Lucky you knew
about the lifts, Clark.

Oh, don't get snotty,
Ms. Montenegro.

I could tell this whole lab
about your blinds.

Open, close. Open, close.

So, when was
the last time

you heard from your husband,
Mrs. Cole?

Last Friday.

Tony sent me a text after work.

It said, "Don't hold dinner.
I'm going to be late."

Was it typical for him
to stay out late?

No, he was always home
with his family.

He helped my son with his
homework every night.

He practiced karate with him
on the weekends.

He was a good man.

We're not saying
he wasn't a good man.

We're just trying to understand
what happened that night.

Did you notice
any unusual behavior?

Was he under stress?

Tony's work was
really getting to him.

He owned, uh...
a Spark & Steel truck.

And this new guy, uh...
Karl something

was horning in
on his territory.

Tony said he was just awful.

Awful how?

He would make fun
of how short he is,

to intimidate him.

Um, so your husband

was self-conscious
about his height.

We noticed
he wore lifts.

Tony took enough grief in school
to last a lifetime.

And now this jerk is trying
to take his route too.

I mean, that would stress out
anybody, wouldn't it?

Would you, um, know where
we could find this Karl?

Well, it shouldn't be hard.

Just check with the
Spark & Steel Company.

Spark & Steel, right.

Are you in a hurry?

Yes, I am.

My son's coming home
from a weeklong class trip,

and I have to find a way to
tell him that his father's dead.

I examined the
cleaned ischial spine

and I found more
than we bargained for.

Yeah, that looks
like the typical weapon.

It was lodged
deep in the bone.

If the victim was stabbed

in a front-facing
attack,

we should be able to figure out
the length of the weapon.

At least seven inches long.

That would definitely
have severed

the right common
and external iliac arteries.

You found cause
of death, dude.

That I did, bro.

Can you determine

- what the metal is?
- Sure.

Yeah, I will use
my new mass spec,

which I intend to keep.

That'll narrow down...
it'll determine,

you know, the tensile strength,

and I can also use it
to narrow down

what he was stabbed with.

What?

Right, okay.
Just call when you find out

the tool truck's next stop.
Thanks.

They should have
the guy's route.

So, he should
be close by.

I think when we get home,

we should do something
together as a family

since Parker's home now.
Great, great.

I'd love that idea.
Like what?

Well, there's a wooded area
behind the house.

Yeah.

I thought we could
search for carrion

and rearticulate
their skeletons.

You know, a family project.

Really, but what do
you do with them?

We could mount them and then
hang them up as decoration.

Or we could just
have dinner together.

Maybe the place with the
bottomless bowl of breadsticks.

Everybody loves breadsticks.

I thought a project

might bring us together
as a family,

and might help make the
adjustment easier for Parker.

Wait. What do you mean,
adjustment? Parker's fine.

Since siblings can develop
acrimonious rivalries.

I know, I appreciate
the thought.

I really do, Bones.

But I really don't think
playing with dead animals

is going to make things
all that better.

If you think
breadsticks are enough...

Garlic ones? Yeah...

Geez.

Booth.

Okay, that's great.

We're about, uh,
two minutes away. Thanks.

Guy's truck is about a half mile
from here. We're good.

And Bones, listen, thanks
for worrying about Parker.

Judging by the size
of the crowd,

it seems a very
lucrative business.

Spark & Steel specializes
in high-end tools.

A truck like this
would give him a nice income.

Extra nice

if they added
a route.

So there I was, about 20 minutes
left, all right?

I hadn't caught so much
as a guppy all day long.

Karl Singler. FBI.

Save that whopper story
for later.

Okay, let's go. Clear out, guys.
Come on. Get back to work.

Excuse us. Thank you.

I don't know what this is about,
but I don't lie about fishing.

I got this belt from winning
the Trout Classic.

What'd you get yours for?

To hold my pants up.

We have some questions
about Tony Cole.

What about him? Little guy
get himself into some trouble?

No, he went
and got himself murdered.

Rumor has it you wanted him
out of your way.

W-W-Wait.
T-that's just not true.

You're trying to steal
his route, weren't you?

Well, I mean, look,

the economy's not
so great right now.

So, we were competing
for clients, yeah,

but t-t-that doesn't mean
murder.

Financial gain-- that's
a good motive in my book.

Definitely.

Where were you last Friday?

Friday, I was, uh,
I was at work all day.

And then night, I was
playing poker, which I won.

I got witnesses,
purchase orders...

We believe the victim was
stabbed with a metal implement

measuring at least seven inches.

Do you have any tools matching
that description in your truck?

Metal, seven inches? What?
Are you kidding?

No...

I got awls,

picks, scribes, screwdrivers,

hand saws,

Swiss needle files,

chisels,

drill bits, hammers.

Knock yourselves out.

Wow.

Consider the victim's profile.

I mean, here's a guy who was
bullied his entire life, right?

He's subjugated
his own feelings

of inadequacy
by wearing lifts,

choosing an overtly
masculine profession.

Oh, okay, so he wanted
to be a guy's guy.

I'm liking this so far.
Keep going. Don't stop.

Okay, now commonly, that means

that he wouldn't want
to talk about his problems

with any woman,
even his wife.

Right, because it would make him
look less like a man.

Yeah, I mean,
I would have said

that it was a gender role
compliance advantage, but...

No one will understand what
you're talking about, Sweets.

Okay, well, he was close

with his son.

His wife said that he was
helping his kid karate.

Probably didn't want him to get
bullied the same that he did,

which would explain this.

It's a police report filed the
day before Tony was murdered.

He tried to instigate a fight.

With the karate teacher?
Mm-hmm.

Why didn't you just
lead with this?

I'm sorry.

But look who made
the 911 call.

His son.

Batter up.

Time to get shrinky
with the kid.

Hey, so the metal fragment
is an alloy comprised of iron,

chromium, nickel, molybdenum,
and a just a pinch of carbon.

Ah, stainless steel.

That means it could be
one of the tools

that Booth
and Dr. Brennan found.

Yeah, but the tensile
strength wouldn't match.

I mean, we're
looking for a knife

with a relatively
thin blade.

This could be
a penknife.

I've never seen
a seven-inch penknife.

All right, well, I'm going
to keep working on it.

Dr. Hodgins.

Yeah?

I would really love
to be able to give you

all the equipment you desire.

But the Jeffersonian's
suffering from cutbacks,

just like every other
government agency.

They've even cancelled
the Founder's Day party.

What?!

There's always
the Founder's Day party.

Not this year.

Who do these bozos
think they are?

Don't they realize by, like,
spending on a party,

we're actually fueling
the economy?

You know, creating
demand for, like,

booze and food, and a DJ.

I mean, come on!

This is simple
Keynesian economics.

Sorry, no party.

God...

Don't you just hate
the neoclassicists?

Come on!

What's this country
coming to? Seriously.

Can you tell me why

you called 911, Danny?

I got into a fight
after school one day.

It was with my
sensei's kid, Blake.

Mm-hmm.

It was my fault.

No, it wasn't.
It was a misunderstanding.

No.

I started it.

I thought that maybe
if I could take Blake down,

that Dad...

finally, he would just...

You thought you could
make him proud of you

by showing him
how tough you are.

Pretty dumb, huh?

I'm the one who got beat.

That must have made him angry.

I mean, he doesn't want you to
have to go through what he did.

That's why he made me
practice all the time.

I stunk at karate.

So, he took you, uh, with him

when he went to talk
to your karate teacher, right?

He just wanted
to work things out.

He flipped out, Mom.

I mean, the sensei

was so much bigger
than him.

And Dad just kept yelling.
It was so embarrassing.

That's why I called 911.

I didn't know what else to do.

I just wanted it to stop.
Right.

And when they came home,

did your husband
talk to you at all

about what happened,
Ms. Cole?

No.

He didn't.

He was upset, but he...
didn't like to talk.

Okay, what about you, Danny?

Did he talk to you at all?

The next morning,
before my class trip,

he said he wasn't done yet.

And that he'd keep
fighting for me.

Hey, you wanted to see me?

Yes, I was hoping you could
help me with something.

Oh, God, no, no.

I can't even look at that.

No, not this.

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

Oh... wow.

Looks like the victim ate a lot
of peanuts the night he died.

Okay...

Um, could we just...
move this along, please?

It's about Hodgins.

He seems to be
dragging his feet,

and I was hoping
that you could help me

get him to return
some of his equipment.

Oh.

So you want me to use
my position as his wife

to manipulate him.

That's an ugly way
of putting it.

No, no, I mean,

that's the way it works.

I manipulate Hodgins
all the time.

Oh, great!

Uh, no. No can do.

See, there are only so many
manipulations a wife has.

I don't want to waste one
of mine on something like

fiscal responsibilities
at the Jeffersonian.

Oh, hey, wait.

Does this look

like a worm to you
or a sun-dried tomato?

Beats me.

But that sounds like a job for
one of Hodgins' new machines.

Hey, buddy, you here?

Just had a quick break.

Wanted to see if you wanted
to grab a bite...

or something.

Parker?

Parker? Great.

Dad?
Yeah?

There you are.

Where were you?

What are you doing home?

I came by to see you,
obviously, of course.

And I was going
to pick up my gym bag.

I haven't seen it.

Right, of course
you haven't seen... my gym bag.

Why would you...

have seen my bag?

Where were you just now?
Uh...

Nowhere. Just exploring
the woods out back.

Out back exploring the woods.

Okay, well, why didn't you
tell the babysitter

where you were?

Because I'm not a baby.
Christine's the baby.

Booth.

I just had the pleasure of
emptying the victim's stomach,

and I found a very unusual,
very nasty-looking worm.

I'm passing it on to Hodgins.

Great, I'm sure he's going
to be really excited,

so is there anything else,
or is this just all about worms?

Yes, a lot more.

Cam found points
of compromised periosteum

on the skeleton over the pelvis
and lower extremities.

Bruising.

All right, so he was beaten up.

But it wasn't
a one-sided fight.

Bruising suggests the victim
actually got a few punches in.

Which couldn't have
been easy.

Each bruise matrix has a highly
localized point of impact.

He fought someone proficient
in martial arts.

The karate teacher.
I'll tell you what.

I'll come by and pick you up.

And we can see if his hands
match the wounds and stuff.

I'll see you in 15.

Hey, buddy.

I need to get back
to work, okay?

So, stay tight
and I'll see you later on.

If you go anywhere,
you tell the babysitter...

Right--

you tell the sitter where
you're going to be, all right?

Yeah.

Okay.

Because of the pattern
of injury to the bone,

I agree Danny's sensei
is an excellent suspect.

Do you think he'll let me
measure his extremities?

Hmm?

Are you listening, Booth?

No. I mean, look.

Um...

Parker lied to me today.

You know, he said he was out
playing in the woods

but, you know,
the sneakers were clean,

and there was nothing
in his treads.

Maybe he cleaned his sneakers.

Bones, he's 11.

Also, he acted weird.

Why do you think he lied?

I don't know
what to think.

You know,
it's probably nothing.

You know what? The karate place
is just up here.

...focusing on our chi.

Excellent...

This guy's a kung fu celebrity.

It's not kung fu.

It's shotokan ryu.
What?

It's a style of karate

which itself means
"empty hand."

Right, a lot of weapons there

with that empty hand.

Ya-me!

I'm sorry.
This is a private class

reserved for black belts.
FBI.

I have to ask you a few
questions about Tony Cole.

He was murdered.
Oh, my God.

Jiyu kumite!

I had no idea.
That's terrible.

Cole came to you
last week

'cause your two kids--
they got into a fight?

Yes, um, he was very upset.

And I didn't handle it

as well as I should have;
I raised my voice.

It might have sounded
a little threatening.

That's it?

You didn't have at him?

That would never happen.
Hmm.

What are you doing?

Examining your hands.
Bones.

Please don't.

The whole point
of what we do here

is to make violence unnecessary.

It's true.

One of tenets of the Bushido
is "the fight avoided

is the fight best fought."

Well, what if
it can't be avoided?

All right, rumor is that
Tony couldn't let it drop.

He came here last Thursday;
I never saw him again.

Fine, then you
wouldn't mind

if Dr. Brennan here takes a mold
of your hand and your feet,

uh, so we can compare that to
the injuries from the victim.

Actually, I would mind.

I have classes all day.

That's not necessary, Booth.

I can find all the measurements
I need from this DVD.

Look at that.
See you soon.

Sensei.

Ni rei.

He just ran
through all 27 kata.

Fortunately,

I was able to capture
each strike surface

as it was exposed.

And if we now compare,
Sensei Sherman's

strike point surfaces with
the victim's bone bruises,

for both size and shape.

Yeah,

like a glass slipper,

only for a fist.

I don't believe these
two things are analogous.

Cut me some slack.

I've been reading
Michael Vincent fairytales.

How's it going with Parker?

Booth is worried.

Parker spends a lot
of time in his room,

and when he goes out,
he lies about where he's been.

Okay, well, I'd be worried, too.

But he looks at Christine
with such affection.

Adolescents in many tribes
are encouraged

to develop independent lives
when new siblings arrive.

Are they encouraged to lie?

Nothing matched up.
Okay,

so whoever did this
was considerably smaller

than the karate guy.

Like, a lot smaller.

Could we maybe be looking
for a child?

It's possible if the child
was adept at karate.

Maybe when Cole got nowhere
with the sensei,

he confronted the sensei's kid.

Dr. Hodgins,

what on earth...
Shh!

No vibrations.

What are you doing
in my autopsy room?

What's it look like?

Performing an autopsy

on a worm?

Yeah, the worm you found
in the victim's stomach.

It's a
Scyphophorous acupunctatus,

known to discerning drunks

as the common mescal worm.

So, that tells us
our victim was drinking mescal.

What else do we
need to know?

His origin.
Ready.

After I rehydrate
our visitor from the south,

I plan on opening him up to see
what his stomach contents are.

Needle.

I, of course,
could accomplish

the same thing
in half the time

with a new piece of technology
from Sumner & Company,

but I don't have
the funds for it.

Truth be told,

I find this makes me
feel closer to him.

I'm hoping
our mescali friend

gave his life

so that we might avenge
the life of our victim.

You're serious.

Would you care to assist?

It would make me feel
a little less foolish.

What the hell.

♪ ♪

Okay.

Okay.

His death was not in vain.

I got what I needed.

You have dirt.

Oh, worms use

their muscular pharynx
to suck in soil.

They extract the nutrients

and give the rest back.
That's a nice way of saying

worm turd.

Yeah, well,
this little turd

could turn out
to be our Rosetta Stone.

Parker?

It's Temperance; I was wondering

if you wanted to take a walk
with me and Christine?

Parker?

Parker, are you okay?

Hyah!

Oy!

Hyah.

So, which one of you
is Blake?

Hyah!

Blake's a girl?

Ya-me.

Ya-sume.

Rest of the class, mokuso!

How can I help you this time?

We'd like to ask your daughter
a few questions.

Why?

We think she may
have some information

about Mr. Cole's death.

Yeah, we don't want to have
to take you both into the FBI.

We think it would be much more
comfortable to talk here.

So...

Blake.

Wow.

You, uh, seem to have won
a lot of awards.

She was a regional champion

and a state finalist
for the past three years.

I hope I can win state

this year.
So, Blake,

were you aware that Danny's
father was murdered last Friday?

Yes, it's so sad.

I'm very sorry.

Did you happen
to see him that day?

Yeah, he stopped me
on my way home from school.

Blake,

why didn't you tell me
about this?

I handled it.
Sir, please,

if we could ask
the questions.

Uh, so why'd you strike him?

Mr. Cole didn't like it

that I defended myself
from his son Danny.

He thought I was the aggressor.

He said since my dad
wasn't going to teach me

the difference
between right and wrong,

he would.

Then you struck him.
No.

I handled it according to code.

I said I felt threatened
and to please leave me alone.

He wouldn't.

Wouldn't happened to have used
any weapons from around here?

Knife or a penknife
or anything?

I don't like
your accusation.

Cole goaded her.
He was a grown man.

The guy had issues.

He was having
problems at work,

clearly with his son.
This isn't her fault.

Right, then it shouldn't be a problem
for Blake here to clear that up.

Right, Blake?

I would never use a weapon.

I would have no need.

I merely struck Mr. Cole
to disable him.

It was self-defense;
I can prove it.

My friend Shana got the
whole thing on her phone.

It's on WeTube now.

"Grown man
in little girl beat-down."

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

That was awesome.

It was... it was...
Sweets.

I'm sorry.

But it-it was.

Hey, Bones,
I was just gonna call.

The sensei's kid
didn't kill him.

Although, she could.

That's not
why I'm here, Booth.

What's the problem?

We have to talk about Parker.

I know.

He-he's not acting like himself.

I-I'll take care of it.
I was just at home,

and I found some
evidence in his room.

Evidence?
Okay, Parker is my son.

He's not a suspect.

I take no pleasure
in this, Booth.

The radio car
the two of you built

is destroyed.

He stole one of my lab coats

and pictures, the...

the one you like so much
of Christine and me.

Yeah?

He took apart the frame,
and the picture's missing.

I'm sorry, but...

we have our daughter
to think about too.

Okay, um,

I just rarely get a chance
to see him, and...

I'll take care of it.

All right, I will.

Okay.

I should get back to the lab

to help determine
what the weapon might be.

Bones, I-I got it, okay?

Okay.

Doesn't look like you found
the weapon, Dr. Edison.

I've given us seven inches of
simulated tissue, but I can't

get any of the tips to break off
into the bone substitute.

The blades need more resistance.

I know.

So, I reexamined
the ischial spine,

and I magnified the injury
time 1,500; look.

The bone is scratched.

This looks like
it was caused

when the weapon was removed.
I agree,

but how could it be removed
in that direction?

Well, the killer
would have to stab

the victim from the front,

but pull the blade out
from behind.

Which is impossible.

Yeah.

Hey, what are you doing?

I'm asking myself
the same thing.

You're preserving him.

I grew strangely attached
to our little friend.

Please tell me he's spoken
from beyond the grave.

Shouted to us, actually.

I did, however, use
my new incubator and evaporator

to get these results.

So you wouldn't
have to return them.

Hey, if you feel that these
results are ill-gotten gains,

I respect the budgetary
integrity of this institution,

and I will just
throw these away.

And since I'm your boss,

I'm perfectly capable
of throwing you away.

Good point.

Okay.

The contents of the
worm's digestive tract

contained trace elements
of silver, bat guano,

and a fungus known
as Fusarium oxysporum.

Okay, I know what bat guano is.

Now, the fungus and other
soil particulates tell us

that our pequeño amigo

hailed from Mexico's Jalisco
region, more specifically,

the southwest face
of Cerro Negro, or black hill.

Your worm Spanish is excellent.
Si.

Es muy bueno.

Now, one of the finest
distilleries in all of Mexico,

they harvest agave there,
right?

Maguey del Sol,
or the worm of the son.

While an interesting fact,
you've got us in Mexico

when our victim
was killed in D.C.

Oh, no problemo, señorita.

There are only three bars
in the area

that are licensed
to sell Maguey del Sol,

and one is right
on the victim's

Spark & Steel sales route:

Cantina Carreras.

Pretty good, huh?

Exactly how many
of your new toys

did you manage to use
to come up with this?

All of them.

I don't understand why
you needed me to come along.

I mean, there's
no profiling involved.

You're just tracking down
potential witnesses, right?

Oh, we're going to a bar,
and since bartenders are shrinks

of the food and
beverage industry,

I figure that you
can translate that.

I'm not buying it.

You've got something
on your mind.

No, I don't.

Come on!

You always do this.

Do what?
You make an excuse

to get me alone so you
can ask me something,

and then you deny it,

and then we have to do
this stupid dance,

and... I'm not gonna
do it anymore, okay?

So just stop the car.
What?

What part of "stop the car"
is confusing to you?

- What are you doing?
- You know what?

If you don't have a problem,

then you don't need me
here tonight.

So I'm going.

Eh, put your
seat belt on, will ya?

We're coming up
on a red light.

Close the door! All right,
all right, it's Parker!

It's Parker, okay?

That wasn't so hard, was it?
All right, you know, really,

the attitude is
really not necessary.

Okay?

Ever since Parker got back,

he's been locking himself
up in his room.

You think it's
because of Christine.

And that's normal, right?

I mean, everyone says so.
Yeah, it is.

And since you know that,
what's the problem?

Well, he's also
been stealing things,

and he's been lying,
and he also...

he smashed this toy
that he and I built.

Now, who would do that?
Look, he's a good kid.

Yeah, I don't think
that's in doubt.

But Parker's behavior,
it must make you angry.

What did, uh, what did he say
when you talked to him about it?

I haven't yet.
You have to talk to him.

I don't want him to feel

like I'm ganging up on him,
that's all.

You're not your father,
Agent Booth.

I mean, it's okay for you
to be angry at Parker.

You're a good dad.

You'll...
figure it out.

You know how
to handle it.

This'll turn out a lot better
than you think.

Okay? Next time,

let's just cut
the dance, please.

For the record,
I didn't need

this talk,
just so you know.

I just wanted you
to feel useful.

Pull over.

Pull over. Pull over.
No. We're on a case.

Excuse me. FBI.
Special Agent Booth.

This here is Dr. Sweets,
my colleague.

Cops.
How can I help you?

Well, we're here to ask you
a few questions.

Ever see this guy before?
That's Tiny Cole.

What'd he do, kill someone?

He was murdered.

That's rough.
Poor little guy.

Well, you don't seem

too surprised.
I'm not surprised.

About a week ago,
Cole came in.

Nothing was going right for him;
I could tell he needed

a little something
to make the world

look a little better,
so I gave him the best I got.

Right. Maguey del Sol, right?
Must've been

into his third drink
when it started.

Everyone in the place was
laughing, pointing at Tony.

What were they laughing at?
A video of Tony

getting beat up by this
little girl on their phone.

A lot of them were
his customers, so he flipped.

Started threatening everyone,

but that just made
them laugh harder.

Short guy, teased and bullied his whole
life, that kind of humiliation,

he'd do anything
to make them stop laughing.

Looks like he did something
that got him killed.

Blake's friend posted
the video on WeTube,

but she didn't
make it go viral.

There was minimal
activity at first.

Just some kids passing it
around the school.

But then at 5:23 p.m.,
we have the first viewing

away from the school.

Within five minutes

of that viewing,
the lights start to spread,

and then you have
activity everywhere.

Hey, that looks like
it could be the bar

where Cole was
last seen alive.

Yeah.

That was caused
by our active inducer.

And then it just spread
like wildfire.

Now, can you get
an I.D. of the inducer?

Uh, I can only pinpoint
a location.

Can we cross-reference
that point

with our suspects' addresses?
Yeah.

Hey, Karl Singler.

Isn't that...?
That's the guy

that was trying to steal
Cole's customers.

Karl Singler spread it

to every one of
Tony Cole's customers.

Why?

Why? Well, because he
wanted to humiliate him,

make him feel like a loser.

If he does that, then Singler has
a chance to steal his customers.

We still don't have
any physical evidence

to tie him to the crime.
We got nothing?

We have to determine
a weapon.

It appears as if he was
stabbed from the front,

but the knife was
removed from behind.

That's impossible, Bones.
Hence our problem

providing you
with the evidence you need.

Right.

Are you upset, Booth?

Yeah, it's a Parker thing.

You know, we have...

We need to talk to him together.

We?
Yeah, we.

Together, you know,
as a family, we need to...

attack this problem head-on
and talk to him.

If we have problem,
we have to do this together.

Fish sandwich

for you.

Veggie burger

for you.
Thank you.

Enjoy it.

Fish sandwich?
And a veggie burger--

yes, I know.

The fish! It's the fish
that killed him!

You can't stab someone
with a fish, Booth.

The weapon,
it was a fishing blade

on one of those
multitool knives.

The front tip of it
curves back, right?

So he wasn't stabbed
in the front.

He was stabbed from behind.

So the tip--
it breaks off

when he pulls it out.
That would also explain

the scraping from front to back.

And Karl Singler

is a fisherman.

Hey, Karl.
How's business?

Again?

This is harassment.

May I see the multitool
on your belt?

Yeah.

Get yourself a warrant.
That fast enough for you?

Right there. Mm-hmm.

Ha-ha!

Hand it over.
Let's go.

Be careful with that.

I won it.

That's it.

That's the curved blade.

The tip is intact.

The blade looks new.
Yeah,

I replaced it last year.
You satisfied?

Hmm-mm.
No.

There's blood in the gears.

You replaced the blade
because the tip broke off?

Why didn't you just
throw out the knife?

Why? Because
it's his trophy. Right?

But now it's evidence.

Right?

Okay, look, it was self-defense,
all right?

That little bastard attacked me
because he couldn't take a joke.

So you stabbed him in the back?
Come on!

That's not self-defense.

That's picking
on a little guy.

You're under arrest.

♪ ♪

Are you people drinking?

Yes, we are.

But y...
Have one.

It's not allowed.
You know that.

Dr. Hodgins brewed

an exceptional
artisanal tequila.

Hey, the rotary evaporator
makes a brilliant still.

And I don't know how

he makes guacamole
in that centrifuge,

but this is the best
I've ever had.

You just... you got to slice
the onions with the laser first.

Have the decency
to hide this from your boss.

I thought that

we should have
our own Founder's Day party.

Without costing the Jeffersonian
any more money.

I suppose you're not taking
into consideration

how much that evaporator costs.

Just... try one.

You know, you're
off the clock, Cam.

Just be bad.

It's worth it.
Take a whiff.

Come on.
I got the idea

from our little
wormy friend there.

Just drink.

One toast to
our wormy friend.

He solved the case.

Come on.

Damn, that's good!

Yes!

I think it's
an excellent use

of the Jeffersonian's
facility and equipment.

Thank you.
Do I want to know

where you got the agave
to make this?

Uh, that's... locally sourced.

How locally?

You just don't want
to take a stroll

through the "Mexican Succulents"
exhibit anytime soon,

'cause it's just...
it's a little sparse.

There are so many
things wrong here,

I don't even know
how I'm gonna deal with this.

Well, I'll tell you what.

I think we'll just give you
a little bit more of this

to help you think,
what do you say?

Just a little bit.

Ladies and gentlemen,

to the Founders.

To the Founders.

To the Founders.

To the Founders!

Oh, my God.

♪ ♪

I haven't done
anything wrong, I swear.

You've been destroying things.

You've been lying to us.
You've stolen pictures.

I haven't
stolen anything.

You know, it's best
to stop right now, bud.

You don't want to
make it any worse.

- You don't understand.
- I do.

There's an anthropological
necessity for you to seek

superior status within
the family structure.

I don't understand.

Well, she just means
that we understand

that it's hard for you
to accept Christine.

No! I like her.

She's my sister;
I love her.

- You guys are ruining everything.
Us? Wh-What did we do?

It was supposed
to be a surprise.

You would
see it when

you put Christine
to bed.

I might as well show you now.

I wanted to make her
something. That's all.

See? It's Christine's family.

Here's a picture
of Temperance...

Dad...

and your FBI patch.
That's the patch

you took from my gym bag.
Yeah. But it was an extra.

I made sure.

See? And here's a picture

of all of us.

Well, it's beautiful, Parker.

Let's see how
Christine likes it.

♪ ♪

Turn it on, Dad.
All right.

I used the motor
from our truck.

Right, from the RC truck.
Mm-hmm.

Look at that.

I got the music
from a chip in a greeting card.

And I got a picture of my face
in the middle.

That way, Christine'll know me
the next time I come to visit.

I'm sorry, buddy.

It's all right.

She likes it.

She loves it.

♪ ♪

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