All language subtitles for Bones S08E23 The Pathos in the Pathogens

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I want all the venting
double-checked for leaks.

And put plastic guards on any

sharp corners
of tables or gurneys.

Do we have enough suits
for everyone?

Just.

These last two are for us.

The rep from the CDC
is downstairs in holding

waiting until we're set up.

The CDC sent over
preliminary photos

from the body find.

They were inspecting a facility

in Maryland that disposes
of biohazard waste.

And the remains
were found

with veterinary waste?
Yeah.

Yeah, I'm gonna have
a hell of time

with a skull that damaged.
Do they have any idea

what the infection is?
They initially

suspected necrotizing fasciitis.

Flesh-eating disease?
Yes.

But the decomposition
was too rapid,

and it wouldn't
have damaged

the bone so severely.

Damage that advanced from
fasciitis would normally take

at least three to four days.

Dr. Jacobs from the CDC

has taken initial cultures,

but so far they don't know

if it's viral

or bacterial or...

- airborne or blood-borne.
- So we could be

looking at some kind
of outbreak situation here?

We have to assume so, yes.

I thought biohazard facilities
had strict protocols.

How can someone just
dump a body in there?

Well, the place has been cited
twice before for security breaches.

That's why the CDC showed up
for a surprise inspection.

Any word from
the Jeffersonian yet?

Nope, not yet, not a word.
They're putting on

their space suits before
they even look at the victim.

I'm telling you, usually
I hope a killer is sloppy;

makes them easier to catch.

Yeah, except
this time being sloppy

could cause a pandemic.

I have a mass spec up there?

Yes.
And a centrifuge?

Yes, Dr. Hodgins,
it's all up there.

Angela, all your
camera equipment and scanning

equipment's been set up
next to the light table.

And the direct Ethernet link
to the servers in my office?

They're finishing
cabling now.

Okay.

Dr. Saroyan?

Uh, I'm Dr. Saroyan.

And this is Dr. Brennan.

Ivan Jacobs. It is an honor
to be working with you all here.

Dr. Jacobs, you were
on the front line

in Turkey
during the H5N1 outbreak.

Yes. And I've spent the past
six months with the W.H.O.

in the Congo, and I have not
seen anything like this before.

You took preliminary viral cultures?
Yes. It's virulent

and replicating quickly.
But we need additional cultures

and more analysis
to give us a strain.

We were hoping that
an I.D. of the victim

could provide where
she contracted the infection.

Then let's get working.

I'll suit up.

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Was this person tortured?

We think
the nervous system was hit,

which caused
the muscles to seize.

Well, based on
the occipital and pelvic outlet,

the decedent is a female.

The wear on
the mandibular teeth indicates

an age between
25 and 35 years old.

There are lesions on the...
long bones and the ribs.

They seem to have
developed recently.

Had to be within
the past 24 hours.

She's turning into soup.

We're dealing
with a single-stranded

RNA virus, a mutation
that doesn't depend

on the cell cycle to replicate.

Which accounts for its speed.

And why we're seeing

such severe damage to the bones.

The blood remaining
in the heart wouldn't be

as contaminated
by decompositional tissue.

I'll use leukocyte
depletion filters

to single out white blood cells,

see what kind of infection
we're dealing with here.

There's insect larvae
on her clothes.

This could tell us
where she was

before she was dumped.
I hope so.

We need to I.D. the victim
as quickly as possible.

If we know who she is, we might
understand what did this to her.

♪

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Hi, Booth.
This is Dr. Jacobs from the CDC.

Hey.

Okay, listen,
the biohazard facility

can't tell us
where the body came from.

The records, they're a mess,
and everything that was

supposed to be burned
got mixed together.

That's common when the remains
have been mislabeled.

She was placed
in a level one containment bag

along with veterinary waste.

Okay, look,
do you have an I.D. yet?

Well, whoever did this
didn't want us to.

- Oh, my God.
- What?

You can't get an I.D.?
There's not enough

tissue left for fingerprints.

This bone damage
isn't from the disease.

Someone smashed the teeth,
mandible and maxilla

- to prevent a dental I.D.
- Well, I'm scanning

to at least get
a close facial approximation.

Whoever did this knows

how dangerous this virus is
and was trying to hide it.

Well, but why?

Maybe they intend to
infect other people

and they don't want anyone
knowing how to stop them.

Bones, we're talking
about bioterrorism here.

I know.

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The Pathos in the Pathogens
Original Air Date on April 22, 2013

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Are you any closer?

Since I only have a partial
reconstruction, I'm getting multiple hits.

Hodgins found evidence
that she was last

in Coral Hills, Maryland,
before she wound up

in the biohazard facility.
Okay, well, all these DMV hits

are from Maryland,
so I must be

getting close.
Those three don't match.

Their temporal bones aren't
angled like the victim's.

Well, the recognition program...
That woman seems

like a closer match,

but the victim's zygomatic

is more pronounced.

That's her. That's her.

Okay...

Wow.

Mia Garrett.

So, why do we pay

eight zillion dollars for the
software when we have you?

Under normal circumstances,

it allows me to take
a longer lunch.

I'll tell Booth.

Are you sure it was Mia?

Yeah.

I'm very sorry
for your loss, Mr. Carr.

We were talking about
getting married, picking out

different places for the ceremony.
And you had no idea

where she'd been
for the past three days?

No.

I was traveling-- she
wasn't answering her phone.

That didn't worry you,
not knowing where she was?

It wasn't unusual.
She was working on a story,

and she needed space--
I didn't have a problem with that.

She's a journalist?
Yeah.

A blogger. Me, too.

We both were trying for that...

story that would
make the headlines.

Did she write about terrorism,
by any chance?

Terrorism? No.

Her focus was on Big Pharma,

medical research, doping,
that kind of stuff.

What do you write about, Ben?

Travel. Nothing too exciting.

Look, I-I told Mia what she
was working on was dangerous.

Those people she was investigating
have money, power.

They don't want some blogger
poking around.

What was the last thing
she was working on?

I wish I knew.

She said it
could've been the one.

But Mia liked to keep
things to herself

until she finished the project.

Didn't she trust you?

Well, of course she trusted me.

I just told you we were thinking
about getting married.

Just th-that story,
she didn't want to tell me.

For now.

Sounds like she
didn't trust you.

The bone damage is reminiscent
of multiple myeloma.

But there's no cancer
that moves this fast.

There are some viral strains

of the psittacosis-
lymphogranuloma venereum group

that have been known
to affect bone.

It's the preliminary pathology
from the blood work.

There are no
aerosolized pathogens.

Thank God.
It's not airborne?

It's not airborne.
So it had to come

through a transfer of blood
or fluid or an injection.

So we can eliminate
bioterrorism?

Well, not completely,
but it would seem a stretch.

One thing's for sure--

we're not gonna need
this tent anymore.

I think that deserves
another "thank God."

Booth.

Okay.

You sure? Yeah.

That's great news, Bones. Okay.

Great. Yeah, you, too.

All right, good news.

The, uh... the virus
isn't airborne; they're safe.

That's a load off.
Yeah, that is.

Can't even think about Bones
being in there with

all those germs-- I mean, give
me a guy with a gun any time.

Now we just have to find out
what Mia was working on, right?

Angela's looking
at her laptop now.

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Mia encrypted everything.

Her e-mails, documents all used

a steganographic encryption.

She was wicked smart.

What just happened?

That is me being
smarter than her.

Okay, I just
intercepted an e-mail,

probably spam.

It shows me how
the encryption process works.

Because it has to create
an opening to accept the e-mail.

Exactly. You could be
my lovely assistant.

If I wasn't your boss.

Right.

Okay, her password.
We are in.

Now I just search for

the most recently
updated documents.

Viral mutation?

Okay, these are

random notes from an interview

with Dr. Tessa Burke.

Seems like they were talking
about mutation possibilities

of SARS,

Lassa and yellow fever, all...

deadly viruses that could kill
a lot of people very quickly.

Yeah.

So, according to her notes,

Mia Garrett had two meetings
with you at your lab

over the past few weeks?
Yes.

And we're scheduled
for another one next week. Why?

Mia's dead, Dr. Burke.

I just saw her.

What happened?
Well, she contracted

a fatal illness--
it was blood-borne.

Someone hid that fact

by disposing
of her remains.

She was working on an exposé

on the dangers
of mutating pandemics.

I'm an expert in the field.

That's why she wanted
to interview me.

But she was
just a blogger.

Did you find her
suspicions credible?

Absolutely.

Mia's work could have
been very important.

She could have raised
public awareness, saved lives.

I can't believe she's gone.

Your lab works with
infectious diseases, doesn't it?

Yes. My lab is
a biosafety level 2 facility.

But we work primarily
with Lyme disease and hep C.

Mmm. So she could
have contracted

something in your lab,
couldn't she?

Mine?
Yeah.

God, no. Given the quantities
we work with

and our safety protocols,
you could lick

any Petri dish in my lab--

worst you'd get is a bad case
of the sniffles.

But there could be something
unexpected. It happens.

Right? The reason
I'm asking is because

you seem to be one of the last
people Mia saw before she died.

What are you suggesting?

I was helping Mia.
I was on her side.

Of course.
I apologize.

I understand how that might
have made you feel defensive.

If there's nothing else,
please tell the CDC

or the Jeffersonian I'd be
happy to offer my assistance

if they need any help.
Yeah.

We have our best people working
on it, but I'll let them know.

We treated the different
cultures with antibiotics.

No responses, so we have
to assume it's viral.

That's something.
It's very little something.

This woman died and began

decomposing within 24 hours.

That's too fast
to treat other cases

unless we can isolate
and identify a specific virus.

And the more people
who are infected,

the greater the chance that
it mutates and becomes airborne.

Exactly. I think your expertise

is being wasted on bones,
Dr. Brennan.

Well, without my expertise, you
wouldn't know as much as you do.

A bone marrow sample
is the surest way

to see how the immune system
was so severely compromised.

A big enough drop in

eosinophils or neutrophils
would guarantee

the infection
would grow unimpeded.

This sample should narrow down
what kind of virus

- we're dealing with.
- We need to bag her

until we do further testing.

Okay.

Okay, on three?

One,

two, three.

What? Are you okay,

Mr. Vaziri?
Something stuck me.

Something on her humerus.

Let me see.

We need to flush this

with saline and sodium
hypochlorite immediately.

And that'll be okay?
Let's just do it now.

What's happening?

He was cut on the remains.

Get some rilpivirine.

But...
Just go!

Oh.
You need to get

as much blood out
as possible to delay infection.

But if this doesn't work,
we don't even know

how the virus multiplies
or takes hold.

All we can do at this point.

My finger.
Take off my finger.

You know how
the circulatory system works.

That wouldn't help now.

Rilpivirine.
Okay.

If the virus is in your system,
hopefully, this will

reduce the rate of its growth.
For God's sakes,

what the hell good is the CDC
if you let this happen?

It's not his fault.
We followed all the protocols.

- Something cut me.
- This is the cause.

I found it embedded
in the desiccated tissue

on the victim's humerus.

Which victim?
There seem to be two now.

Cam.
I-I'm sorry.

What is it?
It's the tip of a micro needle.

I found it when I was

reexamining the humerus

on Mia's MRI.

That's how she was infected.

The gauge is so small, she
probably didn't even feel it.

While you culture that,

we'll get Arastoo
to the hospital.

Why? To get a tetanus shot?

We don't even know
what's in me or how to treat it.

And his immune system
would be compromised.

He could get a lethal secondary
infection at the hospital.

And I could potentially
infect other people.

So we just let you die
like Mia Garrett?

No.

You use me.

The Jeffersonian has

all the equipment
we'd find at a hospital.

If I get sick, you can
study my symptoms.

It's the best way
to discover what

illness we're dealing with.

He's right, Cam.

This is now bigger than one man,

Dr. Saroyan.
Not to me.

You don't mean that, Cam.

I could be the key.

You know this is
what has to be done.

Is there a room where

he can be isolated and observed?

Guys, I need the bone
room cleared and secured.

Get a hospital bed,
cardiac monitors,

a ventilator, defibrillator,
nasogastric tubes

and equipment
for peritoneal dialysis.

Got it.

Arastoo is sick?

Potentially. He's not
exhibiting any symptoms.

Well, yet. How about you?

I'm fine.
Everyone else is fine.

I'm coming over.
No, Booth.

The protocols
have been tightened.

They won't let you in.
I'll be fine.

You sure?
Yes.

Just focus
on your end of the case.

That's how you can help.

But wait. Take a look at this.

You got to be kidding me.
Someone tried

to kill her
by injecting the virus?

The injection site

on Mia Garrett appears

to be on her posterior humerus.

Then they covered it up
so no one would find out.

Yes. Once the virus
is identified,

it could lead directly
to the killer.

Which means that
you haven't identified it yet.

We're still waiting
for test results.

What happened with Burke
and the boyfriend?

I got nothing.

We're checking the blog

and the travel records
to find out

where he's been
and if his alibi even holds.

Burke seems clean, you know,

but the CDC
is checking the records

at her lab
for any inconsistencies.

The bone marrow
results are back.

I have to go, Booth.

Sure.
All right, listen, I'm gonna

push Angela to get me more
from Mia's laptop.

Look, I love you.

I love you, too, Booth.

The bone marrow results
show signs

of infection
to the fibroblasts.

And to the

monocyte-derived
macrophages.

I have never seen damage

this pronounced over such
a short period of time.

Coupled with the synovial
thickening in the joints,

I think we're looking
at Chikungunya virus.

CHIKV? That's found
in Africa, isn't it?

Yes. Unfortunately, there's
a black market for pathogens.

Dealers pop up on the
Internet every day.

But someone was skilled enough

to mutate the strain
to make it

difficult to I.D.

Is there some kind

of treatment for Arastoo?

There's a serum
for CHIKV derived

from the E1 polyclonal
antibodies found in rabbits.

That's been known to
help in certain cases.

Certain cases?
Yes.

I'll have the CDC
send some over.

102.3.

It's only been an hour and
47 minutes since contact.

Do you need
any additional blood work?

In 20 minutes.

I'll be taking another
bone scan, Mr. Vaziri.

Since we have a baseline

for you, it'll tell us
the exact speed with which

the virus is spreading.

So you can tell how
much time I have left?

No, the serum's on its way from
the CDC. You're gonna be fine.

How do your joints
and extremities feel?

They're becoming painful.

It's more difficult to move.

On a scale of one to ten,
how much did that hurt?

Seven.

Okay, if everyone can stand

back, please?

Mr. Vaziri, just...
just lie still.

Based on the progression
you're seeing,

do you think the
serum will work?

It's all we have.

Logic would dictate that

whoever injected Mia
with the virus

has to possess an antidote.

Excuse me?
Someone purposely altered

the genetic makeup of CHIKV,

and then used it
to infect Mia Garrett.

That person wanted
to control the virus.

Which means having a guarantee

they wouldn't be a victim
of their own handiwork.

Exactly. An antidote specific
to the mutated virus.

So the key to saving Arastoo's
life is finding Mia's killer.

They think the infection
is a strain of the CHIKV virus.

It's spread by mosquitoes

in Africa, Southern India
and Southeast Asia.

So they can treat it?

They hope, but Arastoo--
he's developing a fever

more quickly than
CHIKV normally presents.

But they said that...
They said it's a strain of CHIKV.

It's a mutation.

And they're trying to get a
serum that's worked before.

And I'll do my own
research, but just...

I want you to steer clear of
Arastoo for the time being.

I have a lot to do here,
but if they need me, then...

They won't.

Okay, well, you be careful, too.

Did you find anything?
Yeah.

I was decrypting another story

that Mia was writing.

She was planning
on posting this next week.

She was investigating
a private lab

that was developing
performance-enhancing drugs.

Like Lance Armstrong stuff?

Yeah, but for horses,

and the guy funding it
is Byron Fuller.

He owns over 30 thoroughbreds,
and they have been

winning a lot lately.

Now, get this.

I looked at a few e-mails
from Mia to Fuller,

and I realized...

They were sleeping together.

Mia Garrett was going to post

a piece proving that you had
a lab for doping horses.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

You don't?
Take a look at that, huh?

You probably wouldn't be able
to race again, you'd be sued.

You'd probably be thrown
in jail.

This is ridiculous.

I didn't kill Mia.

The CDC is tearing
your lab apart right now.

I mean, I can only imagine,
if you had

a lab tech who could
come up with something

to make your horses
run faster,

it'd be real easy to come up
with a virus to kill Mia.

I didn't kill her!

She was found in a biohazard
facility with veterinary waste.

I mean, you do
have a vet

in your lab, right?

Yeah, look, look,
he's on retainer

to treat my animals.

You have nothing on me.
This is ridiculous.

Nothing?

Okay, look at these e-mails
between you and Mia.

Seems like you two
were getting cozy.

I don't have to
say another word.

Mia was sleeping with you.

You found out she was only
doing it to bring you down.

You got mad, and you killed her.

Now, before more people die,
where is the antidote?

I'm not saying another thing
without my lawyer.

My temp has risen
another degree.

Okay, we need
to reduce the fever.

The fever could be fighting
the infection.

No. It's spiking too quickly.
You're burning up.

Couldn't you give me a
Popsicle or something?

Ah, a smart-ass.
I'll take that as a good sign.

But you're getting
more IV antipyretics.

Did your people find anything
in Byron Fuller's lab?

CDC and Bioterror
Units swarmed

over every inch
of the place.

Nothing infectious.
They're sure?

All they found were
steroid derivatives,

uh, growth hormones,
testosterone, protropin.

The vet running the lab

didn't even have the
equipment for viral mutation.

Let's just hope the
CHIKV antiserum works.

You don't seem optimistic.
We're dealing with a mutation here.

Whoever designed it probably
didn't want the antiserum to work.

And if you were
in Mr. Vaziri's position?

I would take this as
quickly as I could.

I'll reexamine
the bone lesions.

Those don't mimic CHIKV.

All right, so I've been
analyzing some of Mia's writing.

Now, stylistically, she is
very aggressive and fearless.

Her ambition dictated
some very poor choices.

Having an affair with someone
like Byron Fuller might not

have gotten her killed,
but it certainly could have.

Well, then, this email to Fuller
fits right in.

Look at the subject line.

"Counting down
to Kentucky."

Well, she's describing some

sexual acts she wants
to engage in.

That would certainly make Fuller
trust her.

Yeah, but how do you think it
would make her boyfriend feel?

He was talking about how
they were planning

on getting married.
I mean, you don't need

my expertise to imagine
how he'd react.

I'm asking because
she sent this e-mail

to her boyfriend by mistake.

- What?
- Yeah.

Mia must have used auto-fill.

Both names start with "B."
Okay.

That explains why he
was overcompensating

when describing
their relationship.

Sweets, I'm telling you,
if Hodgins did this to me...

I know. You'd want to kill him.

No.

I would kill him.

Yeesh.

I'm sorry to do this to you,

but you need to sign a waiver.

But you said it's
progressing like CHIKV.

For the most part.

Of course I'll sign.

Okay...

Let me know
if you feel

any change in joint pain,

chills, anything at all.

His heart rate's
increasing.

My heart's racing.

Shortness of breath.

What... shouldn't we
do something?

We have to see how
this develops.

Each person reacts differently.
My arms.

I can't move them.
Is that expected?

I haven't seen it before, no.

Help me get him
onto his side.

Heart rate's 148 and climbing.

I'm giving him some midazolam
and atenolol

to lower his blood pressure.
I'm not sure if...

No, it's clear
you're not sure.

None of us are.

But I'm getting
his heart rate down.

Stay with me.

Okay.
Stay with me.

Arastoo, stay with me.

Okay.

Come on.

Did you find anything
in the needle we found

in Mia's upper arm?

Nothing. Whatever was in there

was completely emptied.

How's Arastoo?

Still critical.
What are you doing?

Uh...

I'm simmering medicine
for Arastoo.

Excuse me?

The CDC's antiserum
didn't work, okay?

Big Pharma doesn't
have anything for us.

So you know what?
I'm going to the source.

What... folk remedies?

Yes. For thousands
of years

before modern medicine,
mankind used plant

and animal extracts
to actually treat disease.

Are those maggots?
Yes.

Because their excretions
have been known

to actually reduce inflammation.

Listen, I mean
no disrespect, here,

but I don't have time
to argue about this, Dr. B.

I don't want to argue.

The Makua are from Tanzania,

where there was a recent
outbreak of CHIKV.

You should research
the plants they rely on.

Yeah. Well, yeah, that's
actually why I'm using this.

It's eupatorium-perf,
for the joint swelling.

Pyrogenium has been known to
settle the nervous system.

We just have to figure out
dosage to weight.

So... we read through
your travel blog, Ben.

We know that you were in the
middle of the Indian rainforest

when you found out
about Mia's affair.

I don't know
what you're talking about.

We have the e-mail
she sent you by mistake.

All right.
Look...

I understand how humiliating
this must be for you.

I loved Mia.

I got past that.

The question is, how?
No. I...

I didn't kill her.

Sometimes, when we're
emotionally hurt,

we don't think clearly.

Now, it must have been
hell for you,

halfway across
the world, alone,

thinking about Mia
in bed with another man.

She was just trying
to get a story.

Things got out of hand.

She didn't mean to hurt me.

All right, but the Bureau
got a-a warrant

to search your apartment.

They found a stash of syringes.

Well, I'm diabetic.

Those are perfectly legal
for me to have.

Black market drugs.
Pretty common in India, right?

They think that you snuck
some home, used one of your

perfectly legal needles to kill
your cheating girlfriend.

Look, I'm not denying
that we had troubles.

But I would never hurt Mia.

You need to believe me.
I'd like to.

I really would, Ben.

But you have to understand
why believing you

might be difficult right now.

Arastoo, we're inducing
protective hypothermia.

We're also putting a catheter
in your femoral artery

to introduce a cold
saline infusion.

It'll decrease
cellular metabolism,

and it'll buy us
a little bit of time

to figure out what our
other treatment options are.

Okay. And I...

will be giving you
some lorazepam

and methohexital
to let you sleep.

'Cause this is gonna be painful.

Okay...

How long does he have?

Based on the bone scan
Dr. Brennan did

and the amount of time it took

for Mia Garrett's symptoms
to manifest...

I'd say four hours at most.

I'm sorry.

Mia encrypted her notes
for ongoing stories

and scattered them in separate
partitions on her hard drive.

That's a lot of secrecy
for a blogger.

Yeah.
The way this was encrypted,

she could've worked for the CIA.

She probably didn't want
her boyfriend to find out

what else she was doing.

I don't think you have to worry
about the boyfriend, actually.

Hodgins said his syringes
are a different gauge

than the one used to inject Mia

with the virus.

Great. Okay.
Back to a dead end.

Actually,
I don't think so, Booth.

Mia was zeroing in
on specific labs

that were capable
of mutating a virus.

Level 4 labs.

The most dangerous.

Is that Dr. Burke?

No, her facility
is level 2.

Her lab doesn't have
any exotic pathogens.

CDC checked.

Well, her current facility
doesn't.

But this says
that she was employed

at a level 4 facility
two years ago.

And that she got fired.

Why?
I'm not sure.

The lawsuit cites
wrongful termination.

What was she accused of?

I don't know.

You're going to have
to figure it out.

The lawsuit was sealed
after the settlement.

Just send me all the information
about the other lab.

Okay.
You'll have it in a minute.

Great.
Look, how is Arastoo?

Brennan and Hodgins
are looking into folk remedies.

Okay, well, that's not good.

Well, what's the CDC guy say?

If we don't find out
who killed Mia soon

and get an antiserum,

Arastoo could be gone
in a few hours.

His blood oxygen levels
are dropping.

But his lungs are clear.
I can't explain it.

We'd like to try this,
Dr. Jacobs.

Nothing else now.
We've just given him...

No, what is it?

It's a distillation
of herb and animal extracts.

Nauclea latifolia,
which treats fever,

and Bidens pilosa, which...
No.

I can't allow
herbal experimentation.

At worst, it'll slow progress
and give him more time

until we find an antidote.

The CDC has
a containment protocol,

and without approval
from the agency...

Seriously? We're going to wait
for a government agency to act?

I thought that you said he only
has a couple hours left.

You have spent time
in Africa, Dr. Jacobs.

I'm sure you've seen
cholera victims

treated by local priests,
and seen many of them recover.

I've also seen many die
from treatable diseases

because of superstition
and ignorance.

And if you had
a better treatment option

than Dr. Brennan or Dr. Hodgins,
then I'd agree with you.

But the fact is, you don't.

The virus is unpredictable.

You don't know
how he'll react.

That's right.
But we do know

he'll die if we don't do something.
I'm sorry,

but the CDC is in charge and...

You are in charge
of Mia Garrett's remains.

But this is my lab,
I am responsible for this man,

and we will be giving him
this injection.

♪

I hand-picked Dr. Burke.

She was a brilliant researcher,
very creative.

Creative? How?

You can't treat illness
or devise treatments

without imagination.
Like mutating a virus.

Absolutely.
Some of our greatest cures come

when we find out how a pathogen
can be transformed.

So how does a brilliant doctor

end up suing you
for wrongful dismissal?

I'm not allowed to discuss

the case or the settlement.

Okay, look,
a woman was murdered

with a virus that the CDC
cannot identify right now.

One of the last people that
she talked to was Dr. Burke.

Now we have someone who's about
to die from that same virus.

My God. You think Tessa
actually killed somebody?

I don't know, you tell me.
I mean, is it possible?

Tessa was a zealot.

The rules didn't matter to her.

But that's what
made her brilliant,

but also why
she got fired.

I'm not supposed
to talk about this, but...

cultures went missing.

Tessa had access and motive.

Motive?
What kind of motive?

Her research.
She thought we weren't

giving her enough leeway.

But we could have
lost our grants.

This whole place
could go away without them.

If she stole the cultures,
why did she sue?

We didn't have proof,
but I was sure it was her.

Okay. What went missing?

It was a tropical virus.

Uh, it's found in Africa,
Southeast Asia...

CHIKV.

Yes.

She killed someone with it?

Well, apparently she changed it
before she used it.

If it's mutated, I don't know
any way to treat it.

How is Mr. Vaziri?

His vitals actually
seem more stable.

Clearly the herbs helped.

I came to apologize.

No need. I understand

that when someone
is blindly subservient

to institutional authority,

their judgment
is frequently compromised.

That was an eloquent insult.
I thought so.

Did your department
find any evidence

of CHIKV in Dr. Burke's lab?
Nothing.

And according to witnesses,
she works day and night,

so she wouldn't have had time

to conduct experiments
at another facility.

So, unless we find a way
to tie CHIKV to her,

she can't be arrested.

Unfortunately, that's
the way it looks.

Perhaps this will help.

I thought you'd been over
the victim's MRIs before.

I took new scans,
because I saw this.

It's fractured.
It's bowing outward.

Which means the pressure came
from inside the bone.

This break wasn't here before?
No.

It occurred postmortem.
Now take a look

at the most recent scans.

That's the site where Mia

was injected with the virus.
You can see there's a pocket

in the trabecular
section of the bone.

That's where
the pressure originated

that caused the fracture.

It looks like a small tumor.

This isn't CHIKV.

There was something
added to that injection.

Something that's
still growing.

I'm taking a slice
for analysis.

Perhaps we can determine

what's causing this postmortem
cellular reproduction.

These are prokaryotes.

That means the growth

in the bone isn't viral.

It's a bacterial infection.

So she was injected
with a virus and bacteria.

The bacteria acted as a booster

so that the mutated virus
would grow even more quickly.

Botulinum toxin.

- Botulism?
- Yeah.

Laboratory grade.

Botulinum toxin's
a Class A selected agent

strictly monitored
through the CDC.

Once we determine the specific
version of the toxin,

we can prove that Dr. Burke
made it in her lab.

And get the
antiserum from her.

Hey, look, they're
bringing in Tessa Burke.

How soon
till you get the results?

Dr. Jacobs from the CDC's

is cross-checking
the botulinum toxin

to see if it's
registered to her lab.

Look, how's Arastoo?

The herbs are slowing progress,

but I'm not sure how long
he can hold out.

Look, I'll get
what he needs from Burke.

All right, look, she's here.
Just get me that proof

as soon as you can.

Okay.

This is absurd.

I don't have any antidote.

Mia and I were
on the same side.

I have no reason
to kill her.

You stole cultures from
the last lab that you worked at.

How did you...?
That settlement was sealed.

Thorne told you, didn't he?

So, you're not denying this?
I am, categorically.

He accused me of stealing
so he could take all my notes.

Simatech Biolab
owned all my research,

and he wanted it for himself.

Why didn't you bring
up Thorne before

when you talked
to Dr. Sweets?

Because I was under
a court order,

which, apparently,
means a hell of a lot more to me

than it does to Thorne.

So you're saying that he
has reason to kill Mia?

I gave Mia everything
I knew about outbreaks,

unethical lab practices...

You're talking
about Thorne now?

Yes, he would do anything
to keep his grants.

I told Mia,
she was looking into him.

He was about to lose

12 million from the NIH
unless he came up

with something
really big.

You can check it out.

If he was doing
something unethical

and Mia found out about it,

he would do anything
to keep that quiet.

Booth.

This is Dr. Jacobs with the CDC.

The botulinum toxin
is registered to Simatech Labs.

It's run by...

Yeah, Dr. Leonard Thorne.
I know. So someone stole

the culture
two years ago.

Impossible.
Simatech was only certified

for the toxin this year.

Okay, thanks.

Yeah, you can go now.

This fall, we are gonna drive
through New England...

...and see
the leaves turn.

I know this great inn
that you would love.

And you can teach me
how to make your abgoosht.

I am so sorry that...

I was too busy last weekend.

You are gonna
get through this, Arastoo.

You will.

Do you need anything?

You and Dr. Brennan
already gave us...

a little extra time.

His vitals are dropping?

You killed Mia Garrett
because she figured out

you mutated the virus.

I've already told you,
I don't know Mia Garret...

You were gonna let it
loose, weren't you, huh?

You were gonna
let the virus out.

Be the big hero.

Come up with the cure
so you'd get rich.

I want a lawyer.

Yeah. A good man is gonna
die in a couple hours.

I need the antidote.

That's it?

Okay, let's go for
a little walk, huh?

- Bones!
- We shouldn't do this.

We're technically
still on lockdown.

But if we don't, he's just
going to shoot out the lock.

Open up.

Come on,
let's go, huh?

Call for help.
He can't do this!

Sure I can. I want you
to see your handiwork.

Yeah? Where's Mia?

On the platform.
On the platform, okay.

Up here. Come on.

Take a look.

Huh? Look!

Is that what you wanted to have
happen to her, huh? Look at her.

Take a good look, Doc.
You shouldn't get him so close.

Oh, right, right, we don't want
the doctor to catch a cold here.

What do you say we go have a
show-and-tell, huh? Come on.

Security tapes
at his lab

show Mia coming back
to Simatech late at night.

She was already sick.

She must have known
what Thorne was up to.

She wanted
the antidote.

So you just let her die,
and then sent her

to be destroyed
with the animals.

Let's go take a look
in here, huh? Shall we?

There's your next
victim, who's only got

a couple hours to live.

We need the antidote.

Please, he's done
nothing to you.

If he tells us
where the antidote is,

it's an admission
of guilt.

It's over for you anyway.

I've asked for my lawyer.
I know my rights.

These people are witnesses.
Witnesses...

No, Booth! Please. Please.

His... his name
is Arastoo Vaziri,

and he's a good man.

A generous man, and I...

...love him, and you know
that this is not...

He-he's done nothing
to deserve this.

You know that.

What if this
was someone you love?

Would you let them die?

Like this?

Please help him.

I want my lawyer.

Booth, that's not going to help.
I can talk to him.

We couldn't make an antiserum,
but we were able to cultivate

the virus from the needle
you stuck in Mia's arm.

Bones, that's not going to work.

I just want him
to understand

what's happening.

What have you done?

I think it's pretty
clear what I've done.

Perhaps now you'll tell us
where the antiserum is.

♪

♪ I am

♪ Just like an arrow

♪ Heading

♪ Straight for a destiny

♪ Then I met you

♪ And the world opened up
in front of me ♪

♪ Revealing

♪ There was more
than the eye could see. ♪

Hey.

Hey.

Arastoo is, uh, doing well.

He's fever's
almost gone.

Thank God. And Cam?

Are you kidding?

She's over the moon.
The paramedics are here.

She's gonna go with them
when they go to the hospital.

I'm so glad.
You know, he would've

died if it wasn't for you.

Oh, come on.

The antiserum
saved his life.

No, you and Brennan gave him

the time he needed
until it got here.

You and Brennan saved him, babe.

You did.

♪

Dr. Brennan, I wanted
to say thank you.

Without your team, I can't
imagine what would've happened.

Many deaths, I suppose.

Yes.

under less stressful
circumstances.

I would enjoy that.

Thorne's in custody.
You ready?

Almost.

You're a lucky man, Agent Booth.

Yes, I am.

Very lucky.

I think we're all lucky
after today.

You ready?
Yes.

You know that wasn't real virus,
so I couldn't have killed him.

Yeah, I figured.

I would have used
the real one if I'd had it.

Oh, I know.

Because I would have
missed Arastoo, and...

Cam would have
been so sad.

Guy has no idea how
lucky I really am.

I mean really lucky.

Aw, I love you, too.

Can we stop off for a drink?

Sure, champagne.
The good stuff.

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