All language subtitles for Bones S09E17 The Repo Man in the Septic Tank

Look, all I'm saying
is that church could be good

for Christine.
Will she learn about the Crusades

and the Inquisition?

Seriously?
Why don't you just read her

a Superman comic?
It's also a fantasy

about a mythic hero whose powers
defy the laws of physics

and common sense.

Okay. You're saying that Jesus
and Superman are the same?

Jesus walks on water.

Superman flies. No different.
I don't believe this.

Listen to you. Christine
has already been baptized.

She... You said were okay with that.
That was for you.

I don't want Christine
to think that morality

is handed down
by some invisible deity.

Morality evolved to preserve

the species.

Whoever this is,
thanks for saving me.

Oh.

Right, okay.
J-Just hold on for a second.

We got to go to Virginia. They
found a body in a septic tank.

No reason to go.

Bring it to the lab to avoid
on-site contamination.

Hold on for one second.
Okay, so you want to...

dig up the entire septic system
and bring it back?

It's not a desire-- it's a need.

It's a... it's a need.

Right. Okay. Um...

Small favor.

Shouldn't take long.

Good.

Now lower it gently

so we avoid any postmortem
trauma to the remains.

Dr. Brennan, I'd like
to introduce you

to Rodolfo Fuentes,
a prospective intern.

It is such a pleasure
meeting you.

I must tell you,
Dr. Brennan, I am in awe.

I imagine you are.

However, I'm not looking
for a new intern.

Actually, we have
no available intern

for you today, Dr. Brennan.

So before you rush to judgment,
at least look at his résumé.

Oh.

Oh.

You hold a doctorate in

forensic anthropology from
la Universidad de La Habana?

Dr. Fuentes was the chief
forensic anthropologist for

the Cuban government.

Although I was granted asylum
in your wonderful country,

my accreditation
is no good here.

But I am taking classes and need
an internship for my degree.

The Secretary of State himself
requested

that we find Dr. Fuentes
a position.

So you defected.

But I am exceptional. So I have

come to America
to reap

the fortunes that come
from being the best.

But here you are only
exceptional if I say you are.

Put on a lab coat and be back
here in five minutes.

If you disappoint me,
I will dismiss you.

How Cuban of you.

She is fiery.
Yes.

Be careful.
We've all been burned.

Dumping someone in a septic
tank treats the victim as

waste, not to mention the
potential toilet training issues

the killer must be dealing with.
It's... interesting.

Right. Sounds
fascinating. Hey.

Let me ask you a question. Close
the door first really quick.

I just sat down.

It's, please. Hurry up.
I got to ask you a question.

Really important.
All right, so...

Sweets,

are you religious?

Am I religious? Uh, okay.
Mm-hmm.

I... Well, I guess you could say
that I'm spiritual

but not, uh, denominational.

So you think that it's important
to have something in your life

that's bigger than ourselves.

Definitely. This is about you
and Dr. Brennan, huh?

Look, I want Christine to go
to church so she has

the information to choose
what's right for her.

Okay? Bones thinks
that's indoctrination.

So make the argument for church

without addressing
the spiritual component.

This is promising.
Go on. Keep going.

Go on. Okay. Uh...

recent studies have shown

that regular church attendance
is good for your health.

They cite decrease in blood
pressure, stronger immunity...

Blood pressure.

You are, like,
the greatest psychologist ever.

Do you guys read, like,
a magazine or something?

It's American Psychiatric
Journal.

American Psychiatric Journal?

So, you really met Fidel?

Yes. I asked him if
socialism is so wonderful,

why is Cuba's newest
car a 1959 Buick?

Please focus, Dr. Fuentes.
Of course, Dr. Brennan.

I still can't believe
you excavated the entire tank.

It's so wasteful,
unnecessary

and expensive.

So American. I love it.

Based on the rounded
supraorbital margin

and partial closure
to the sphenofrontal

suture, the victim
is an adult male.

Please wait until
I ask, Dr. Fuentes.

A thousand pardons.

One is
sufficient.

But you were
correct.

Of course.

Our situations could
easily be reversed.

Easy there, Doc.

Fidel's got nothing
on Brennan.

There's extensive flesh

and muscle that will
have to be removed.

I thought the chemicals
in the tank

would dissolve a person.

It actually
takes longer

for anaerobic bacteria
to dissolve flesh.

Fortunately, the process
makes the meat tender

and easy to separate.

Much like cooking ropa vieja,

a dish my father taught me

that is filled
with love.

And who can say no to love?

Why have we
stopped working?

Yeah.

So, I need to

actually examine
the waste

in order
determine

what went in the tank
when the victim did.

And we are clearly
missing bones

that became disarticulated
in the tank.

Without them it would be
presumptuous to posit

whether this was a murder
or a tragic accident.

Which is why Dr. Fuentes

needs to be fitted
for a Hazmat suit.

Oh...

Oh...

We are missing

the fifth right distal phalanx,
the left medial

and intermediate cuneiforms,

as well as the right patella.

Using your hands would allow for
a more productive search.

This looks a lot like
the prison my uncle was sent to

for selling Die Hard videos.

Ugh...

Is this really
necessary, Dr. Brennan?

Dr. Hodgins
would love to be in there.

I am a little
jealous.

This will teach Dr. Fuentes
his proper position in the lab.

He's far too confident
he has all the answers.

I've found cause of death.

Well, how can you be certain?

Because...

...I, too, am excellent
at my job.

I found this fingernail.

The victim was still alive when
he was placed inside the tank.

Tried to claw his way out.

Oh, God...

So he drowned
in there?

Yes.

Ooh!

Shall we share
a bottle of Arecha

to celebrate my discovery?

♪ Bones 9x17 ♪
The Repo Man in the Septic Tank
Original Air Date on March 17, 2014

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The presence of aspirated fluid

confirms that drowning
was cause of death.

Your X rays, Dr. Fuentes?

Yes. I have them here

for your learned
and beautiful eyes to see.

In addition to

the numerous
perimortem fractures,

I also found a newly remodeled
sharp force injury

to the medial aspect
of the left seventh rib.

Oh, he was stabbed.

How old's the injury?

Based on the degree

of remodeling,
approximately six months.

Meaning our victim had

a previous attempt on his life.

Within the remodeling,
I see a shard

of what appears
to be Plexiglas.

I worked a lot
in prisons.

The victim could have been
stabbed with a shiv.

If he was,

it's possible he served time,

which could be a lucky break,
because...

The Department of
Corrections keeps records

of all the inmates' tattoos.

The victim was
Benny Jerguson, 24.

He just finished
a two-year stint

for grand theft auto.

Thanks for coming in,
Officer Fowler.

I'm Special Agent Seeley Booth.
This here is Dr. Sweets.

Nice to meet you.

I, uh, brought notes

from all of
Benny's appointments,

drug tests and psych results.

Gotta say, I didn't
see this coming.

Jerguson seemed to be
on the right road.

Where'd you find him?

We, uh, we found him
in a septic tank.

What?

Mm-hmm.

Did, uh, Benny have any issues
that you noticed?

No. The guy was going
to Bible study, had a job,

wasn't fraternizing
with any ex-cons

from what I could tell.
Well, someone sure had it out for him.

Yeah.
What kind of job did he get?

Benny was a repossession agent.

Repo man.

It's a legit job.

Ex-cons aren't exactly
a first choice for most people.

Did he have any, uh, parole violations?
No.

Only one incident on
his last job report,

but it checked out.

Yeah. It says
his boss

was being sued
for $1.2 million.

A woman felt endangered
while he was repoing her car?

Ah, suits like that happen
all the time.

Which is a pretty good motive,
wouldn't you say?

Eh...

Dr. Fuentes, have you finished

cataloguing
the victim's injuries?

Yes.

It is all in the binder
as requested.

I would also like
to be briefed

on the investigation
the FBI is conducting.

I will share
the information necessary

for the tasks I give you.

I hope I am not a threat to you.

I only wish to excel
to make you look

even better than you already do.

The injuries.

Of course.

Our victim had numerous injuries
prior to death:

compound fractures to the
left ribs, six through eight,

as well as the sternum
and left frontal,

all indicating a beating
or assault of some kind.

Also a comminuted fracture
on the left clavicle.

Which...
you missed.

Inexcusable.

I agree.

I must admit,

your English
is very good.

Education was free in Cuba.

I knew which skills
I would need once I defected.

Well, it must have
taken great courage

to leave your home and...

start a new life here.

My grandfather,
he fought for America

at the Bay of Pigs.

He died horribly

so that one day
I would come to America

and make many,
many of the Benjamins.

I-I regret my
previous error.

But according
to the injuries,

our victim was beaten
by a right-handed man

wielding a blunt
force weapon.

Do you not agree?

It is a distinct possibility.

I am redeemed.

What the hell is it
you don't understand, bozo?

You didn't make
your car payments.

This is America.

You don't get something
for nothing.

Those were my wheels!
You stole my wheels!

Nobody steals my wheels.
I ain't no thief. I am fully licensed,

so take it up with the bank.
I'm warning you...

No, I'm warning you.

You're trespassing.
I'm counting to five and then

I'm gonna start tenderizing you.
One, two,

five!

All right. Hey, look at
that. Nicely done.

Hope you're not here
to argue, cause I'm still

pumping adrenaline.
FBI. Need to ask you a few questions

about Benny Jerguson.
Oh, crap.

Is he back in jail? I thought
he was going to make it.

No, Jerguson's dead,
Ms. Grace, murdered.

Damn.

I liked Benny.

Man could jack a car
a dozen ways,

then drive away
like a bat out of hell.

Right. And you were sued for,
what, over a million dollars

on a repo job he did for you?

That was just a nuisance suit.

You see this,
uh, digital recorder?

I make all of my repo guys

record every
repossession.

That way,
whenever I get sued,

I'm not the one with
her nuts in a vise.

Right. Well, we'll need that recorder.
Yeah.

Yeah, I'm sure you would.

The thing is
that Benny had his own.

It wasn't on him?

No, it wasn't on him.
See, the room he rented

on that parole form,
it was all cleared out.

Well, that's 'cause
he slept here most nights

to save money.
He only made $75 per job.

So, he lived here--
still don't have the recorder?

You're not very trusting,
are you, kiddo?

No, not right now.

Well, then screw you.

Okay, well,
in this line of work,

you have to figure that there's
someone out there

who wanted to, I don't know,
what, pound him?

There was this one jaghole.

Clown named Graham something.

Claimed Benny ruined
his whole life

when he jacked the
guy's food truck,

comes here with
a big-ass knife.

And you didn't think
of that right away?

You need a nicer partner,
you know that, honey?

Right, okay,

I'm gonna need all the paperwork
you have

on this Graham something.

Sure. I got nothing to hide.

Great.

Ah, you're right.

I guess the food
isn't too good.

But business is.

Okay, you ready?

Hey, Graham.

I think I might know
why you were so upset

when your truck was repossessed.

Do I know you?
Nope.

Now you do. FBI.

I have to ask you a
few questions about

your behavior
when that happened.

Okay. I mean, I was mad
when they repoed my truck,

but I paid what I owed.
Case closed, right?

Actually, no.

The guy who took your truck
wound up murdered.

Oh. Well, that's terrible,

but what does that have
to do with me?

You threatened him
with a knife.

I-I lost my temper, but...

And you sell drugs.

What?

Lost your truck,
lost your stash, right?

Yeah, maybe Benny found it,
threatened to turn you in.

You guys
are seriously reaching, huh?

Reaching? Really?
You recognize this guy over here?

This customer that you just
sold a sandwich to. Oh-ho!

Look at that, huh?

He's with the FBI, too.

There are multiple
Monteggia fractures

on the victim's left
ulna and radius.

A common injury when
a victim is beaten

and tries to
defend himself.

However, they are not defensive,
as you surmise.

These fractures occurred
when his own body collided

with his outstretched arm.

See how the injuries line up?

As would happen
in a car accident.

Yes.
If our victim was in the driver's seat,

a head-on collision not only
explains the fractures

to the ulna and radius,

but all injuries which
I attributed to the beating.

Excellent work, Dr. Brennan.

You should be very proud.

You are not in a position
to evaluate me.

I am your boss.

Why are you smiling at me?

You and I, I sense tension.

I think soon we'll make love.

That will not be happening,
Dr. Fuentes.

And if you would like
to continue working here,

you will not make
that suggestion again.

Of course.

But it is a pity.

And it would also be a pity
if you were sent back to Cuba

for abusing the generous nature
of this country.

Perhaps I am suffering
from loneliness

of being in a new land.

I hope so. Now go over these
bones again and determine why

there is no head trauma
from the steering wheel.

Right away.

Ay-ay-ay.

Food truck guy didn't do it.

Oh, he has an alibi?

Graham was in Mexico
replacing his stash.

You know, the video
at the Border Patrol

confirms that,
so it backs up his story.

Well, at least you were
able to arrest him

on possession
with intent.

Yeah, you know what?
He's gonna be out in a week.

So, what about you?
Did you come up with anything?

Progress is slower
than I'd prefer.

I had a new intern forced upon
me by the Secretary of State.

You mean, the real
Secretary of State?

Yes.
Whoa!

Dr. Fuentes is a defector
from Cuba.

Brilliant but arrogant.

Mm, brilliant and arrogant.

Must be tough to work with, huh?

It is.
I-I know it is.

I forgot to tell ya.

I was reading this really
interesting article

in the American Psychiatric
Journal.

You were? Why?

Me, why?
I'm a lifelong learner.

Anyway, in the article
it was saying

that research shows that going
to church actually, uh, boosts

your immune system, okay,

decreases your blood pressure
and reduces stress.

It's kind of like an antioxidant
from God. Huh.

That's supposed to convince me

that Christine should go
to church?

I'm just, you know, concerned
about the health of our child.

Look, if that's
not important to you...

I can't believe you said that.

What? This is about science.

Tell you what,
I'll e-mail the article to you.

It's got all those big, fancy
words in it that you love.

I also read a study which states
that 86%

of all holy water
contains fecal matter.

Hmm?

All I'm saying is that if health
is your argument,

I would pick filtered over holy.

I'll e-mail you that article.

All right, within the victim's

torn clothes,
I found aces of shore leaf pine,

scarlet maple,
and prickly ash.

All native to the woods near
where the body was found.

Which means his clothes were
ripped on the foliage

as he was running
through the woods?

Clearly he was chased.

I would not rush
to a conclusion.

Dr. Brennan doesn't like that.

There's much she doesn't like.

Answers, evidence,
she likes those.

Then I maintain my assertion that
he was chased.

Our victim had a compound
fracture to the right fibula

and shearing to the tibia
from the fibula

rubbing against it.

You think he could run
on a compound fracture?

A release of adrenaline can make
someone do extraordinary things.

Based on the degree
of bone damage,

I estimate he ran
for nearly a quarter mile.

Only a desperate man
being chased

could endure such pain.

All right, I also found
flakes of hunter-green paint

on his shirt,
and look at this.

A curved fragment
of faux birch,

most likely from
the steering wheel.

Based on the fractures
to the ribs, ulna and radius,

the car didn't have
an air bag.

So, pre-1994.

The last thing I found was
a shard

of dual-paned glass
from the windshield.

And it matches the profile
of a manufacturer in South Korea.

Which means we're looking
for a Hyundai or a Kia.

One that crashed

a quarter mile where
the victim was found.

Here, look,
this is the car

Benny was driving
when he crashed.

Holy crap.

It's a miracle he lived.

He drowned in sewage.

Right. I guess
that's not a miracle.

Was he repoing the car?

Maybe the owner
was chasing him.

Not, it was registered
to Benny.

So has the lab found
anything in the car

that could lead us
to the killer?

No, they won't.

The car was scrapped a week
after it was found.

Those photos
are the only evidence we have.

Were there any other tire tracks
at the scene

that could tie us
to an assailant?

No, nothing.
There were heavy rains,

therefore,
there were no footprints,

there was no evidence
of anyone at all.

We know that

he was chased
from the site of the accident

and thrown in the septic tank.

Yeah, but that's all we have.

He was probably
forced off the road

by whoever was chasing him.

Is there enough detail in these
photos to be valuable?

Well, there will be,

but the towing company
used an 18-megapixel

CMOS, which means
I can work a little magic.

Perhaps Hodgins can match
the particulates to the damage.

And Dr. Fuentes should see how

the damage to the car
matches the fracture patterns.

I'll go get them.

No, not yet.

I need a break
from Dr. Fuentes.

I find him to be arrogant

and conceited and preemptory.

You forgot hot.

You are married, Angela.
Don't tell me

you haven't looked at that guy
and thought that you...

This is not workplace
conversation.

I'll take that as a yes.

Angela, enlarge the driver's
side of the car.

Okay, I don't...

I don't see anything.
What did you see?

Nothing.

Uh, I don't understand.

Benny was a great
getaway driver.

So whoever was chasing
him would have had

to hit the car
to run him off the road.

But why did he crash?

The tox screen showed
he wasn't drunk or stoned.

Look at the front windshield.

There are two distinct webs of
radial fracturing in the glass.

Benny wasn't alone in that car.

Excuse me, Agent Booth.

Officer Fowler. Come on in.

After we talked, I couldn't stop
thinking about Benny.

I really thought he was someone who
was gonna make it.

Then I remembered this.

What's this?
Horatio Mancini?

Horatio grew up
with Benny on the wrong side

of Pennsylvania Avenue.

Benny's mother was a meth head,
never knew who his father was.

Horatio became everything to him.
Right.

So why didn't you mention this
the last time we talked?

I didn't think it was relevant.

Horatio got sent to jail
the same time as Benny,

only Benny got an early parole

because he was cooperating
with the warden.

Apparently, Horatio was shaking
down some of the other inmates.

So he ratted on Horatio
in exchange

for a shorter sentence?
Yeah.

But because of overcrowding,
Horatio got released early.

One week before
Benny was killed.

The trajectory of abrasions

to the ribs
and transverse fracture

to the sternum were caused by
the steering wheel.

The victim was driving
at the time of the accident.

You are restating an already
established fact, Dr. Fuentes.

I'm setting the scene.

Please, come.
Come closer.

Vamos, vamos.
Let us pretend that we are

driver and passenger
in the car. I'll drive.

Fine. I have no objection
to you being killed.

Mm.

In a typical accident,
at point of impact,

the driver would lurch forward,

and we would find
bilateral fractures

in the left and
right ulnae and radii.

However, on the victim,
the fracturing occurred unilaterally

on just the left side
of the body.

Meaning the victim was turned

and reaching toward
the passenger.

What-what are you doing?

Reenacting the accident.

Quite well, I thought.

In that case,

I will continue the reenactment.
Mm-hmm.

And posit that the driver

and the passenger were grappling
with one another.

Wait.
A struggle would also

explain the cause
of the accident.

Do you not agree, Dr. Fuentes?
I do.

You have surprisingly
great strength, Dr. Brennan.

I know.

Is there anything else?

Yes. If you would let me up...

I found a comminuted

fracture to the right fifth rib,

inconsistent with the abrasion
left by the steering wheel.

When Hodgins swabbed,
he found traces of silicon,

like that found
in microprocessors.

The injuries had
to be caused by something

the victim was carrying,

because they were localized
on the rib.

Very good.

Please reexamine the ribs.

So, this guy, Horatio--
he works

parking cars at Bellamy's.

They probably didn't know

that he was a car thief.
Mm.

The new intern thought that
he and I would be having sex.

Whoa! Whoa! What?!

Sex. He thought
we would have sex.

Wait a second.

The Cuban guy?

All right, he flat out told you

he wants to have sex with you?

Yes, he was quite brazen.

Whoa-oh.
Although I imagine

all of my male interns
want to have sex with me.

Uh... you do realize that
you're talking out loud?

What you just said there.

You're upset.

You know I would
never sleep with him.

Well, you know what?
You did tell me once

that you thought that
monogamy was unnatural.

Yes.

That's true.
Before I realized

that we were symbiotic.

Like a clown fish
and a sea anemone.

What?! What are you
talking about, Nemo?

That doesn't sound
very romantic.

I disagree.

You and I,
we're bound to one another.

So much so that I don't feel

that I could survive
without you.

You nurture me.
You protect me.

You are my home.

If I were to damage that
by a meaningless dalliance,

it would be like
killing myself.

Something that
I would never do.

That sounded a little better.

I would never let
anything compromise

the life we share, Booth.

I love you.

Okay, now that's romantic.

I love you, too.

Come here. Come on,
give us a little kiss.

I'm not gonna kiss you
while you're driving.

Hold the steering wheel,
and give me a kiss.

I don't...
Come on, you can do it.

Hold it right there. You got it?
I don't know if that's safe.

Just go straight. You
got to give me a kiss.

Okay, you can't say
that I'm not romantic now.

Okay. Look at that! Teamwork!
Oh!

Compromise!

Here you go, sir.

Bones, Bones.

That's Horatio.

A lot of
beautiful cars.

He must be quite happy here.

Don't worry about
the cars, huh?

Horatio?

FBI.

I need to ask you a few
questions about Benny Jerguson.

Oh. Uh, you got
the wrong guy.

I'm Carlos, not Horatio.

Everyone makes that mistake.

Uh, Horatio's
pulling up right now.

Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!

Please, Bones,
stay back.

Bones, easy. No, no,
no. Slow, slow. - What?

Easy, easy. Hey,
hey, hey, hey, easy!

Just stay here, okay?
No!

No, no...

Oh, oh, oh, easy,
easy, easy, easy, okay?

Just relax, just watch.

I got the gun.
Just stay behind me.

I don't see him.

Oh!

Hey, look out!

Are you crazy?

Booth!

Hey, hey!

Really? With the lettuce?

Duck!
Aah!

Oh, oh!

Whew!

All right.
Oh!

Nothing more romantic than a man

who can handle himself
in the kitchen.

Right.

How many times
do I have to tell you

I didn't kill Benny?

He was like a brother to me.

A brother who turned
on you in prison.

You got it wrong.

I told Benny to rat me out
so he'd get an early release.

Yo, he was getting beaten in
prison every day. Shived once.

Right. You're just
a bighearted guy, right?

Who just ran away
and attacked a Federal agent.

I didn't run because of Benny.

You ran
because you were downloading

keyless entry systems to cars

that you were supposed
to be valeting.

We got it all off
your smart phone.

You were gonna steal those cars.

What? You're expecting
a confession?

When was the last time
you saw Benny?

Right when I got out the joint.

But he came to me.

And I told him to get lost.

"Get lost"?
This guy you thought of

as your brother,
you told him to "get lost"?

Yeah.. 'Cause I knew he had a
better chance without me.

I mean, Benny got
a job, a real one.

All on his own.

I was proud of him.

I didn't want
to mess that up.

Because you knew you were
going to keep stealing cars?

I know who I am, okay?

I wish I could change
but some things are

just the way they are.

But Benny...

Benny had a ot.

He was talking
about getting married,

raising kids.

Hmm. What did he want from you?

Encryption codes to break
into a BMW 7 Series.

I told him no,
but he begged me.

Said it's just one car.

I guess he wasn't gonna make it.

He was a good guy.

Said he didn't have a choice.

You know, I told him,
"Let me do it."

But he wouldn't let me.

Said it'd be safer

if I didn't get involved.

I should've went with him.

So this is everything
you were able

to get from the septic fluid?

Everything made of silicone.

Unfortunately this is just

shattered substrate
from a motherboard.

Well, any clue what
it used to be?

From this?

This could be anything.

Uh, cell phone, digital camera.

Maybe even a toaster.

Our best bet
in recovering anything

is to do a J-tag examination.

And by best bet,
you mean...?

Approximately slim to none.

For you.

From the right fifth rib.

What is it?

Huh.

Appears to be a piece
of a silicone chip.

Which might help you
in completing your puzzle.

Wow, good job there, brother.

I couldn't have done it without
all the support I get here.

Part of that
is the way you look.

It's not...

just about the money.

My father always
wanted me to defect.

He wanted this life for me.

He fought the government,
was sent to prison

three times.

I couldn't
leave him there alone.

When he died...

My life here is for him.

My success?
It-it will show my people

what's possible.

Well, he's tough
to dislike.

Even though you need
to take a cold shower.

So, what you have here

is every car theft report
in Virginia

in the past three months.

This is not
really my job, Booth.

No, it is
when the bureau is backlogged

and there's budget cuts.

No, actually not.

I'm trained to...

To catch the bad guys, okay?

If you don't pitch in
to help catch the killer,

he goes free
and it's on your head.

Now you're using guilt, Booth.
That-that's beneath you.

No, not really.
See, I'm all about results.

I'm a result-oriented guy.
Okay, so Benny

and Horatio went after
the luxury brand models.

Typically they'd go
in the middle of the night,

and they'd steal the car right
out of the guy's garage.

What are there ones? What are
the ones with the Post-its?

Thefts that match Benny's M.O.

Geez.

Five in the past three months.

You're right, you know what?

Benny wasn't reformed.

But look at the car
he was driving, Booth.

It couldn't have been worth
more than a grand, tops.

According to forensic
accounting,

he had no money saved up.

Plus he was living
in a repo yard.

What are you saying, all right?

I know he stole those cars.

I'm not doubting
your work, Booth.

But something is
off here, all right?

If Benny was actually stealing
these high-end cars,

why wasn't he making any money?

Huh? Huh?

See, now that's what I do.

Hey.

So, the good news is

is that I was able
to determine

that the chip found
in the septic sludge

and in Benny's rib

came from the same
digital recorder.

His boss made him carry one.
Yeah.

It was the same make
she gave him.

Now, I was able to run
a full diagnostic.

I transferred
all the binary code.

But I was only able to retrieve

this 11-second audio clip.

Nah, I can't do this no more.
I just want to work repo

like I'm supposed to.
Stealing cars ain't

what I signed up for.
Hey, what the hell you doing?!

Get off!

Get off of me!

Oh, God, we're gonna...

Is there any audio of the person
who's in the car with him?

No. None that comes through.

Why would Benny record
a conversation

that could be incriminating?

Maybe he thought
it was the only way

to get whoever was
in that car with him

to leave him alone.

I'm thinking it was
his mentor Horatio.

Or his boss who told him
to record everything.

Nah, I can't do this no more.

I just want to work repo
like I'm supposed to.

Stealing cars ain't
what I signed up for.

Hey, what the hell
are you doing?!

Get off!

Get off of me!

Oh, God, we're gonna...

Why you make me listen to that?

I already said

Benny getting killed
is a damn shame.

I can see you're
overwhelmed with grief.

You know what?

I didn't like you
the second I saw you.

And you're just getting
uglier by the minute.

Come on, I looked
into your finances.

You're, like, two months max
from going out of business.

That's because the economy's
in recovery, ain't you heard?

Which is fine and dandy
for the rest of the country.

But for us
in the repo game?

Recovery sucks.

Why'd you hire Benny?

You never hired a felon before.

Christian charity a crime now?

See, I think you hired him
because you knew

you can manipulate him
into making you

some extra cash on the side.

But he wanted out...
Excuse me.

You hear my voice on that tape?

You knew he had
the recorder on him.

You were smart enough
not to talk.

You know what?

I am smart enough to know

when to shut my trap.

And I'm shutting it right now.

You have a delicate touch.

I would prefer to be
alone while I work.

Is the problem with me,

or in your lack of discovery?

Agent Booth has
a suspect, but...

so far, we don't
have enough

physical evidence
to arrest her.

I see.

When I was...
in Cuba,

in charge of
my own facility,

I too would often, um...

oh... ¿como se dice?

...let the bones speak to me.

You are delusional
if you think

an inanimate object can speak.

Ay!

I'm sorry.

That shouldn't have happened.

Coming from a land of atheists,

I wouldn't expect you to be
a religious man, Dr. Fuentes.

I am an atheist.

This was my father's.

His religion was taken
from him and his parents,

driven underground...
It was very painful

to them.
But if you don't believe...

I believe in
the right to believe.

That's what
this means.

Eventually, we all
make our own choices.

But we can't make
good decisions

unless we are exposed
to everything.

Can we?

Have I said something wrong?

No.

You are
quite right.

Can you hand me
that scapula, Dr. Fuentes?

But you already examined it.

As have I.

Unfortunately,
there is nothing more

to be learned
from these bones.

You are
correct.

Which is why we have to look
at another set of remains.

But these are
the only remains we have.

Aren't they?

Dr. Brennan!

Dr. Brennan!

So far, we have only
concentrated on

the injuries found
on the victim.

What we failed to consider

were the fractures the killer
must have sustained.

That's brilliant.

But you already
know that.

Based on the damage
done to the car,

I extrapolated the speed to be

approximately 25 miles
per hour on impact.

From the unilateral fracturing
to the left side of the body,

we know the victim
was facing the killer.

And likely struggling with her.

Which means the killer was
also facing the victim.

Mm-hmm.
Okay.

And what about seat belts?

On the windshield,

radial fracturing suggests that

the killer's head made contact.
Okay,

so no seat belts.

All right,
you ready?

Okay.

I am always buckling up.

These injuries represent the
minimal amount of fracturing

that could be sustained
to a healthy adult passenger.

Possible fractures

to the right side
of the body,

frontal bone,

ribs, ulna
and radius.

I've seen these before, in Cuba,

since so many of our cars
have no air bags.

But a month has gone by.

It's not likely Georgia Grace

would exhibit any outward signs

of having been in an accident.
And yet,

underneath her skin, the bone
could still be remodeling.

There could be
some debris

imbedded under her flesh
or even in bone.

Meaning that if we got
an X ray of the killer,

then we got her.

Yes.

Georgia Grace volunteered
to get X-rayed.

She's clean.

What about Horatio?
Nothing.

You got something?

I don't know.

I'm probably reaching,
but... okay.

I was rereading, uh,
the parole officer's notes,

um, 'cause I
wanted to understand

Benny's state of mind
before he was murdered, right?

Right. So that's good,
you have something, then.

Maybe.
Do you have the list

of the cars that you
suspect Benny stole?

Um... list of cars...

Right here. List.
Okay.

What are the dates
that they were stolen?

Uh, March 3,
March 8,

May 23rd.

Okay, maybe I
wasn't reaching.

All of those days
correspond to the dates

that Benny met with
his parole officer.

That's it.

Fowler forced Benny
to steal those cars.

And if he didn't, he threatened
to throw him back into jail.

Exactly.

And he knew that if
Benny got caught,

it would all come down
on Benny, not him.

It was a sweet scam.

Fowler is not gonna
get away with this.

No.

You don't have enough proof
to arrest him, Booth.

Plus, he's smart enough
not to submit to an X ray.

I don't have to arrest him,
I just have to bring him in

and ask him a few questions.

Bones, I need your help.

Officer Fowler.

Thanks for coming in.
Appreciate it.

Oh. Sure. You get
some new information?

Yeah, pieces of the puzzle,
you know, you understand.

The tough part is
putting it all together.

Yeah, well,
whatever I can do.

Like I said, I...
it's tough

to lose a guy I was
responsible for.

I can only imagine.
Yeah.

Sorry about going
through security,

but even us good
guys gotta do it.

At least I don't have
to take my shoes off.

Ooh, that
would stink.

The backscatter X-ray
is low resolution,

so there's very
little detail.

That's fine.

You got him?

The radiation just reflects
off the target,

it doesn't pass through.

Look, I just need
a yes or a no, Bones.

I need another pass.

Then maybe I can enhance it.

Hey, Agent Booth,
what's the problem here?

Oh, a technical thing,
right, with the machine?

You know these
government issue things.

Okay, well, my badge
should be enough.

Just relax,
we'll be right with you.

I'm using a program
Angela developed.

It decreases statistical noise
and increases resolution.

All right,
so he's clean?

Wait.

There's faint
evidence of fracturing

along the coronal suture.

And Dr. Fuentes was right.

There's metal and glass
imbedded in the scalp.

Dr. Hodgins can match it to
the make and model of the car.

Hey, what the hell is going on?
They won't let me out of here.

Okay, no, just let him out.

Thanks.

Sorry about that.
Yeah, no worries.

Hey, turn around.
What-what are you doing?

You're under arrest for murder.
What?

- You've got it wrong.
- You murdered Benny Jerguson,

Officer Fowler.
I don't get things wrong.

I really appreciate
you coming down here

and helping us out.
Really means a lot.

You really were
a big help.

What a wonderful aroma.
Oh.

What are you doing in here?
Oh, man.

I wanted it to be a surprise,

after you finished
your paperwork.

Come.

Voila.

No...

Ropa vieja.
Yeah.

I had to improvise a little bit,

but luckily a double-neck boiler

is perfect
for sous vide.

Oh...

Smells just like my father's.

So I read up on the dish.

As you know, ropa vieja
means "old clothes."

Well, the name comes
from an old wives' tale.

A poor man

must cook a meal for
his whole family...

Only he has nothing to serve.

So he gathers up
his old clothes,

imbues them with love,

and they miraculously
turn into stew.

The family is fed.

Yeah.

I thought it might be a nice way

to welcome you
to our little family.

Listen, I know you want
to be an American now,

but I figured you might
miss a few things.

Well...

You know, if I could've stayed,
I would.

It's my home.

And it will be again, one day.

Well, until then...

Until then,
I will become

a famous and
rich American.

And be grateful
for my new friend,

who, just for
a moment,

has brought me home.

Cheers.

Salud.

No, no...

Okay.

Christine is out.

She's sleeping
like an angel.

Did you call her an angel

because you want her
to go to church?

What? No.

I called her an angel
because she is one.

I think she should go.

What?

Christine.

To church.

Really? Whoa, whoa.

Wait a second, now. Why?

Because she can.

While I personally
don't believe in God,

myths can have

a very beneficial
effect on children.

What if she doesn't
think it's a myth?

Well, she is my
daughter, Booth.

I trust her to come
to a rational decision

once she has all
the information.

Wow, who would've
thought, huh?

Compromise.

I look at it as
an exercise in freedom.

Hmm.

You're not saying this
because of, uh, Dr. Cuba?

A bit, yes.

He asked you to sleep
with him again?

No.

I'm sure he
still wants to.

But as long as I have you...
Uh-huh.

I would, however,
also like to take Christine

to the Natural History Museum

on Sundays after church.

Is that the place
with the dinosaurs?

Yeah.

Who wouldn't want
to go there, right?

She's gonna love
my T rex imitation.

Oh!

Rar!

Oh-ho, Mrs. Cavewoman,

I'm gonna pick you up
with my tiny, little arms

in my tiny, little hands!

You can't tell Christine

that early man and
dinosaurs coexisted.

Mrs. Flintstone,
you have no choice.

T. rex attacks, right there...
We're gonna wake up Christine!

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