All language subtitles for Bones S10E09 The Mutilation of the Master Manipulator

This is it?

These are all
the remains we have?

Yes.

Can you get any kind
of an ID from these?

Well, the length

and lack of curvature
of the femur

indicates the victim
was a Negroid male,

approximately six-foot-two
in height.

Nice.

But no name?

Right.
So you have too few bones,

I have too many particulates.
So far,

I've got salmon, chicken,

corn, whole wheat flour...

Is it wrong that I'm
starting to get hungry?

...Vitamin B-12,
yellow #5,

carrageenen,

antifreeze...
Ugh, on second thought...

Was the DNA viable?

Yes, and it did confirm

that all the pieces we have

came from the same person.

But whoever he is,

he didn't come up
on any database.

All the animal predation

on the right metacarpal,
it's gonna be tough to separate

the peri- from
the postmortem trauma.

Okay.

Take a look at this.

I created a map

showing where each
body part was found.

Whoa, no wonder rats went
to town on this hand.

It was left in a Dumpster
behind a restaurant.

Does the map say anything
about a waterlogged

upper leg?

Someone left the lids

of their trash cans
open when it rained.

We-we don't have nearly
enough information.

Which means you can make it
to your appointment.

Well, why?

We've solved murders

with minimal sets
of remains before.

If you need me to stay...
No.

It's the last day

of his clinical trial.

Oh.

Of... of course you
can go, Mr. Bray.

You must feel relieved.

Yes. And as long as
I stay in remission,

I'll be very relieved.

I'll tell Booth
to have the FBI techs

comb the area for
additional remains.

I'll see if there's any pattern

to the dumping
of the body parts.

Maybe that will
help them.

You are approaching
a railroad crossing

and are unable to see 400 feet
in one direction.

Is the speed limit
A) 15 miles per hour,

B) 20, or C) 25?

You have five seconds.

Um... it's...

Pull over. You're wrong.

Damn! You know what?
I knew that one.

You haven't finished
traffic school yet?

Really have to sneak up
on me like that, okay?

Listen, I have a lot more
to do here, all right?

And if I don't pass,

then Regulations is not gonna
allow me to go out in the field.

Well, you shouldn't have left it
to the last minute.

Thanks, Mom. I
appreciate it. Anyways,

all this is crazy 'cause
of a couple of traffic tickets.

Just a couple?
A couple. You know, cops,

they gotta make their quota.
Right?

That's what they do.
Anyways, Bones called.

She wants the techs to go
back out in the field

and look for more body parts.

Yeah, I'm
already on it.

Uh, Angela sent
over some help.

See, by triangulating

the locations of the body parts
we already recovered,

she was able
to significantly

narrow down the search area,

which she then
cross-referenced

with the garbage truck
pickup routes...

Enough, enough,

enough with the squint talk.

If I wanted to talk squint,

I would go to,
you know, Squint Land.

Right. So a lot...
a lot of the garbage

is already at the dump,
but there's

one more neighborhood
where the garbage

hasn't been
picked up yet.

Thing is, we've only got, uh...

53 minutes.

Tell you what, why...

Are you studying Section Three?
For help,

press Control-Shift-H.
For sample questions, press...

Uh, you know what, I can't...
I can't go.

I gotta stay here and
I gotta finish this test, okay?

So I tell you what,
why don't you just

go with Bones,
you take her,

it'll be a good way
for me to see

how you handle working with her.

Okay. We get along.

Shouldn't be a problem.

Well, she's got a very,
you know,

original way of dealing with things.
Right.

I like original.

Well, that should
be interesting.

Like looking for a prize

at the bottom of a cereal box.

Apparently, you and I eat
different kinds of cereal.

I'm putting my money
on the Mafia.

The way the body
was hacked up?

Very organized-crimey.
Your speculation

is a waste of my time, Agent Aubrey.
Right.

You know, cancel
the Mafia thing. For now.

So much for pineapple being
my least favorite topping.

Wow. Booth is a lucky man.

Traffic school's looking
pretty good right about now.

I don't think Booth
is enjoying it at all.

Has anyone ever told you

you say some pretty
bizarre things?

No, but I'm guessing that's
about to change.

There's nothing here.

Perhaps we'll have better luck
around the corner.

I hope so.

According to Angie's map,

that is the only street left.

Dude, hurry up before
someone calls the popos.

Chillax. We gotta
do the intro first.

Yo.

McCarthy Middle School,
what's up?

We're the Crash Brothers.

And today, we got
a little something for you

we like to call
Human Bowling.

There, it's done.
Now get in the cart already.

Okay. Here goes
nothing.

If we don't make it,

I love you, Mom.

That's odd.

It appears these trash cans

have been arranged like a...

Like bowling pins.

Oh, this is
so not good.

And yet,
I can't wait.

What...?

Oh, that's definitely
going viral.

Turns out they
were quite helpful.

♪ Bones 10x09 ♪
The Mutilation of the Master Manipulator
Original Air Date on December 4, 2014

♪ Main Title Theme ♪ The Crystal Method

== sync, corrected by elderman ==
@elder_man

Good news.

FBI techs found
more of our victim

in a trash compactor
in rural Maryland

and in a dump

just outside
Roanoke.

Based on the texturing
of the auricular surfaces

of the ilia, the victim
was in his early 50s.

Are you gonna do anything
special tonight, Wendell?

To celebrate the end
of your clinical trial?

Um, I hadn't really
thought about it.

Well, you deserve
to have some fun

after what you've been through.

Well, many people become

extremely intoxicated
to celebrate.

I'll keep
that in mind.

The posterior plane
of the thorax

shows signs of
animal predation.

Based on the length
of these punctures,

these look more like stab wounds
than damage from teeth.

I'll be able to confirm that

once the thorax is clean.

Look at the ulna, Mr. Bray.

Judging by
the pattern

of kerf and striae,
the victim was likely

dismembered by some type
of reciprocating saw.

Well, if we can
discover what kind,

that may lead us to the murderer.
I'll make a Micro-Sil mold of

the groove marks and see
if we can find a match.

Is it too much to ask

for a complete skull?

I mean, sometimes these
murderers are so inconsiderate.

Well, and since no one of our
victim's age, race or gender

was reported
missing,

your facial reconstruction
needs to be exact.

Hmm. No pressure.
Thanks.

The victim's DNA

indicates he
was biracial.

Bingo.

Okay, Randall
Fairbanks.

Age 51.

Professor Randall
Fairbanks.

Looks like he taught
psychology at Kenmore College.

Why wouldn't
the college

file a missing
persons report

if one of their professors
went MIA for an entire week?

According to
this calendar,

he started his sabbatical
two weeks ago.

Are you okay with this?

Uh, what
we're doing?

Well, I've been on a lot

of murder investigations,
Agent Aubrey.

I'm quite used to it.

But with me,
I mean.

Because I think
it's really cool.

I'm sure you do,

but I will be
reserving judgment

until I can judge
your value as a colleague.

So I guess warmth
isn't your thing.

I don't really
have things.

These flowers
are all wrong.

I don't think they look
half bad, for a guy who lived alone.

Well, these hydrangeas
along the bottom,

they're pink, while
they should be blue.

I've seen a similar
growth pattern

on willow-leaf
petunias

while investigating
a killing field in Nicaragua.

Blood. The high pH
of the blood

could change the color
of the flowers.

Yes.

I'm surprised
you knew that.

Well, I'm not
an idiot, Dr. Brennan.

I took
chemistry.

Well, the soil is
soaked with blood.

So this could be
the murder site.

Of course,
I'm reserving judgment

till I have more information.
Yes, you should.

What are you doing
back there?

We can call the
police, you know.

Oh, yeah, no.
We are the police.

Uh, well, sort of.
FBI, actually,

so we're sort of like
the super police.

Uh, Special Agent Aubrey.

This is Dr. Brennan
of the Jeffersonian.

You're so young

to be a G-man.
You be careful, sweetheart.

Why are you

snooping around?

The man who lived here
was murdered.

Oh, my...

That's a lot more interesting
than mall walking.

Anybody notice anything unusual
going on in the past few weeks?

When wasn't there
something unusual going on?

For years,
I'd hear screams

almost every night.

It was horrible.

I heard it when I visited.

And you never thought
to report it?

We did.
But to the police,

we were just crazy old ladies,
and he was

some smarty-pants professor.
To be honest,

I'm not surprised somebody
finally murdered him.

I've thought
about doing it

a few times myself.

Barbara!
Well, just, just saying.

Might not want
to be saying that

in front of a federal agent.

Who lives here
with all the birdhouses?

Unfortunately, I do.

Is that a camera on the bird feeder?
Yes, it's triggered

whenever there's bird activity.

We'll need to take it into evidence.
But it's

hooded warbler migration season.

Okay, you do realize

this is a murder investigation?
But...

well, just don't delete
any of the photos. Please.

I'd love to see
the hooded warbler.

Okay.

I'm going back
to the Jeffersonian.

I'll send a team
to comb the area.

I hope I don't regret
leaving you alone.

That's exactly what
my mother used to say.

Just kidding.

Sort of.

On a scale of one to ten,

how would you rate the quality
of your nursing care?

Two, maybe two and a half.
What?!

Ten. Of course a ten.

11 if this were Spinal Tap.

Well, that should
do it, Wendell.

Your final dose.
Your labs look good,

and heart rate--
everything looks good.

I can't believe
it's finally over.

I know.

But unfortunately,
I still have

a lot more questions
to ask you

for the patient satisfaction survey.
How long is that thing?

Oh, is that the page

where you get to make up
your own questions?

Yeah. That's exactly
what this page is.

Oh, but I got another patient
coming in now.

Maybe we can finish this later?

Like... over lunch?

Sure.

I wouldn't want anyone thinking
I wasn't satisfied.

Oop.

I got to go, too. Work.

See you soon, then.

There is so much
blood in this soil,

it is teeming with
blow fly maggots.

This has got to be
the murder scene.

So maybe you could figure
out the time of death

by calculating
the soil conditions

and absorption rate
of the blood?

Aubrey! I am impressed!

I will try that.

There's blood
in the garage.

I'll check the house.
Have fun.

The blood
is all over the floor.

Wow.

Well, if the killer
used a motorized saw

to dismember the victim,
maybe it's still in here.

I already checked.
No saws.

But there is
blood spatter

and some tissue over here,

and some
bone fragments mixed in.

Hey, do you think
we're being tested,

covering the crime scene?

I'd like to think
the appropriate word

is "respected," my friend.

Sounds like
something's in here.

Whatever it is,
it could be the source

of the predation we found.

Shh, shh.

One, two, three...

Aw.

Just a cute little kitty.

Poor thing's probably
been trapped in here

ever since
Fairbanks died.

I'll call
Animal Control.

Oh, come on, Wendell,

don't you think Skinner here
has been through enough?

What, are you
gonna adopt him?

Man, I wish that I could,

but unfortunately,
Michael Vincent is allergic.

Hey, maybe Dr. B
wants him for Christine.

I believe Dr. Brennan's
exact words were:

"domesticating animals is
a form of enslavement."

And since I can't keep
a goldfish alive...

I found a tablet
in the victim's house.

I think this might
explain all the screaming

the Golden Girls heard.

No more.

you're killing me!

You're killing me!

Please!

Stop, please!

So the woman from
the video is one of

Professor Fairbanks'
grad students--

a, uh, Tabitha Coleman.

I know professors like
to torture their students,

but this is unreal.

Turns out
her screams weren't real.

The video was recorded
as a part of an experiment.

Well, what kind of experiment

makes someone pretend
they're being tortured?

Well, we're about
to find out.

Nah-ha, you are
about to find out.

You see, I have a date
with Officer Stop 'n Go.

You know, between
you and your wife,

I'm starting to feel like
I'm being rejected here.

I thought you said
you could handle her.

You got a sadistic streak,
you know that?

I have to deal with
Officer Stop 'n Go.

I mean, if I could,
I would change places

with you in a second,
but I can't.

Pfft!

So, these are the video files

of Professor Fairbanks'
experiments.

He was researching
blind obedience.

Blind obedience?

Participants were told
they'd be administering

a quiz to a test taker
in the next room.

For each incorrect answer,
the subjects pressed a button

on a device they were told
delivered a shock

to the test taker.

What is the capital
of Peru?

San Jose?

With each wrong answer,
the shocks...

grew more powerful.

Oh, my God!
Oh, God! Please stop!

Please. Oh, God.

Of course,
that's my voice you hear.

Prerecorded.
No actual shocks were delivered.

But the subjects didn't know that.
Th-This is awful.

Why didn't this kid just stop?
Based on our data,

66% of subjects
administered the shocks

all the way up to 450 volts,
which...

theoretically is enough to kill.

And the people who
administered the shocks,

did they ever find out
what they were involved in?

Because I'd imagine some of them
would have been pretty pissed

to be manipulated like that.
Yes.

Some of the subjects
were quite traumatized

and resentful.
And...

maybe vengeful?
Some.

Yes.
I'm gonna need those video files,

along with the names
of those subjects.

I'm sorry,
but that information falls

under doctor-patient
confidentiality.

Okay, Skinner.
My simulated sun is shining.

My blood is in the soil pack.

Now let us see
how these plants absorb it.

Buddy, you're gonna want
to see this, all right?

This is gonna
be great.

Ready?

Wait a minute.

That cannot be right.

Are you having trouble
pinpointing time of death?

I'm trying to extrapolate
the absorption rate

of the victim's blood
into the hydrangea bushes.

But unless time of death
was six minutes ago,

my experiment is a bust.

Oh, I would've thought
this would be easy for you.

Great. That makes me

feel much better.

Perhaps you're distracted
by your furry friend.

Uh, it's not Skinner. It's me. Well,

I guess I'm gonna just need
to run the entire simulation

again
with more blood.

Uh, what the hell

are you doing?
I second that.

I need blood. Unless one
of you wants to volunteer?

Uh, no, that's okay.
I'll pass.

How
are the...

bird cam photos coming along?

Uh,
unfortunately,

the camera only photographed
a small portion

of the victim's
backyard. However,

I did find some
shadows on the house.

Shadows? What kind?

Looks like someone
was coming and going

from the professor's
French doors.

I thought you might
have time of death,

so I could narrow down
which photos to enhance.

Hopefully I'll get it
before I run out of blood.

And if you don't like roast
beef, I brought chicken salad.

And if you're a vegetarian,
I brought a grilled veggie sandwich.

You really didn't have to go
through all this trouble.

Hey, it is a patient
satisfaction survey, so...

Oh, right, right.
The survey.

Mm-hmm. So...

what would you say was the best
part of your clinical trial?

Being told I was cancer-free.

I'm sorry.
That was the wrong answer.

You were supposed
to say meeting me.

Isn't there some kind of rule
against fraternizing

with the patients?
Yeah.

But you're not a patient
anymore.

The trial is over.
Oh, so do you do

this survey
with all your patients?

Only those that share
a love of science

and lame '80s music.

So far you're the only one.

Lucky me.

You don't know the half of it.
Try the Caprese salad.

Whoa. Dude, this
is fantastic.

Thanks.

So...

I have, uh, my
own little survey.

One question.
Shoot.

Is it okay if I kiss you?

All we're missing now is
a romantic '80s power ballad.

♪ I've been waiting ♪

♪ For a girl like you ♪

♪ To come into my life ♪

♪ I've been waiting ♪

♪ For a girl like you, a love... ♪
♪ Waiting for a girl ♪

Techs pulled the right femur out
of a dump in Virginia.

And the leg was found
in an off-duty trash truck.

We must have about 70%
of the body right now.

Hopefully that's enough
to find cause of death.

Tearing of the tissue

at the distal end of the tibia
and fibula is quite prominent

but dull
at the proximal end.

Maybe the saw blade broke
and was replaced by a new one.

Was Dr. Hodgins able
to find the kind of saw

that was used based
on the mold you made?

The blade was
much too common

to point to a specific saw.
You know, considering the victim

spent his career messing
with people's minds,

I'm not surprised
by what happened to him.

Well, don't blame the professor.
I never would've pushed

that button.
Well, according

to the data,
you're more than likely to.

Which is why civilized societies
can become barbaric.

Germany had the most advanced
public education system

in the world,

impressive industrial
production,

and yet they tried
to exterminate

an entire race of people.
Okay then.

Now I hate myself. Thank you very much.
The new thoracic vertebrae

show signs of
multiple stab wounds.

That could mean the left
ventricle was punctured.

Which would have caused him
to bleed out.

There's also bone chipping
on the anterior of the sternum.

Whatever penetrated his rib cage
was shoved in with enough force

to go through his entire torso
from back to front.

A sword?
Hmm.

None that I've ever seen before.

I thought we didn't have names
for the students

who participated
in the professor's experiments,

only faces.
Well, that's all I needed.

I used
facial recognition

to cross-reference
student I.D. photos

and found a kid
that Aubrey should talk to,

this psych student
named...

Alex Heck.
He looks pretty harmless to me.

Well,
this is

Alex's freshman year
I.D. photo.

Take a look
at him now.

Oh, wow. He has a record, too?
Yeah.

Two counts of breaking
and entering

into Professor
Fairbanks' house

and dozens of threatening
e-mails to him.

And he had a stay in the mental hospital?
When he dropped out

of school.
And this is after

Fairbanks experimented on him?

Yeah.
Seems like once

the evil genie
is out of the bottle,

it's tough
to get him back in.

Which explains Alex's e-mail
to Professor Fairbanks.

"Until your experiment, I never
knew what a monster I truly was.

What you've unleashed,
it's your fault."

Why am I here?

You have no reason
to bring me in.

But we do,

Alex. See,
Professor Fairbanks is dead.

Yeah. So?
So you threatened him.

Taste of his own medicine, right?
I don't think you understand.

You're a suspect.

Did anybody see me with him?

Did anybody see me attack him?

I don't think so.

You don't really seem to care
about defending yourself.

Yeah.

So you lock me up. Prison,

the loony bin--
it's all the same to me.

So you saying you killed him?

I could have.

That's what he
proved, right?

That I'm capable
of horrible things.

Just like you.
This isn't about me, Alex.

Sure, it is. His work
was about what any

of us are capable of, even you.
I'd like

to focus on you now.
I mean, you don't... you don't think

that there were nice people
in Rwanda

or Serbia or
even Syria?

Fairbanks proved that given
the right circumstances,

these nice people can pick up
a machete

and hack someone to death.

In-in the test,
I killed someone.

But not for real.
I didn't know that

at the time.

I killed an innocent person,

and I don't know how to live with that.
Well,

maybe you wanted revenge.

Maybe.

This is my first nooner.

Really?

Um, you were supposed
to say "Mine, too."

I was getting around to it.

It's okay.

It's exciting
how much we have

to discover
about each other, isn't it?

Wow!

What?

Nothing, I just...

No, I just meant,
like, you and I

feels right, doesn't it?

I mean, it feels like
we've known each other forever.

Yeah.

It doesn't feel right to you?

It sure seemed like it did.

No.

Sure it does.

You're amazing.

I guess everything's just,
you know, happening so fast.

I know, but...
what the hell, right?

Yeah, what the hell?

You know, I should, I should
really get back to work.

Really? I thought we were
gonna grab a bite?

Yeah, I know, but, uh,
the time and, uh, um...

a nooner isn't a really
good excuse for being late.

Right.

I'll call you later?

Okay.

There's evidence
of remodeling to the victim's

lower left margin
of the mandible.

Did you hear me, Mr. Bray?

Um, yes. The mandible.

Uh, and there are
remodeled fractures

in the lateral curvature of
the sixth and seventh ribs.

Are you okay?

I'm not good at reading
people's emotions,

but you do seem distracted.

And yesterday you were
smiling excessively.

I'm-I'm fine. Sorry.

Then please concentrate.

Judging by the degree
of remodeling,

these injuries appear
to be about two years old.

Just before Alex Heck was
confined to a mental hospital.

Maybe he came back to
finish what he started.

Um, Mr. Bray, take a look

at this color variation

in the inferior margin

of the left side
of the mandible.

It's a cadaveric bone graft.
Yes, but

from the prevalence
of fibrous union,

it's unlikely this procedure
was performed in the U.S.

I'll run a DNA test to see
where the bone came from.

I thought the problem was your

simulated sun needed to set?

Yes, but over days.

So, let there

not be light!

Perfect.

All right, now,
all I need to do

is add the blood...

and it is snack time

for the hydrangeas.

Excellent.

Ready?

And...

go!

Oh, hey!

Look-- they're
starting to change.

Wow, it's working!

Okay, stop!

Ooh, I didn't know
blood was so pretty.

Yes. Yes.

Yes! Yes!

Yes!

Time of death was eight days

and 14 hours ago.
I'll go isolate

the bird cam photos from around
that time and you should

feed Skinner.

Yes.

Yes, Mr. Bray?

I have the results
of the DNA test.

The grafted bone came
from a Brazilian national.

Oh, Fairbanks was
hospitalized in Brazil

two years ago with
a broken mandible.

It was a parasailing accident.

Well, he wasn't
in good physical shape.

Parasailing seems
like a foolish pursuit.

So, he was in Brazil with
Tabitha the grad student?

No.

He was in Brazil
with another grad student.

Victoria Andrews.

And I have the credit card
statement showing

that he paid
for her plane ticket.

Before you change lanes,
you should always...

Look in your side mirrors

- and over your shoulder.
- Bam!

Unless otherwise posted,

the speed limit
in a school zone is...

25.

I knew that.

Congratulations!

Only nine more levels to go.

"Nine"?
All right.

Murder break-- a lot better

than traffic school,
don't you think?

So, whoa, whoa!
Wait a second.

But one month after they got

back from Brazil, she left town

after getting expelled

for trashing the lab.
And that was

around the same time
that he started seeing Tabitha.

Jealous lover gets dumped
and seeks revenge?

What-- two years later?

Seemed farfetched to me,
too, until I found out

that Victoria just
moved back to the area

to sell her sculptures.

Wow.

Garden art. Yeah?

So what?
Dr. Brennan said

that he was stabbed with
something that was really big

like a sword.

And Hodgins found traces
of copper, aluminum and steel

in the victim's stab wounds.

Right. Let me guess.
This is made out

of aluminum, steel and copper.
Yup.

And that picture-- taken
in Randall Fairbanks' yard.

You might've just found
the murder weapon, my friend.

Dr. Brennan's gonna be
so impressed.

I'm impressed.

I did not kill Randall!

Okay? I wanted to
after he dumped me,

but I decided that he ruined

my life enough.
Well, then there are

a few facts that you need
to explain, Victoria.

You see, the metal tines
on your sculptures are

a perfect match to stab wounds
on the victim's sternum.

The, uh, anterior aspect
to be precise.

What are you-- a doctor?
No.

But I work with one.
Top of her field actually.

And she and her team say
that the metal you use

matched the particulates
they found in the bone.

I've made hundreds
of those sculptures.

I made one for Randall
two years ago

as a birthday gift.
A gift...

that's conveniently disappeared.

Now, you use a, uh, Kobashi

8.9-inch saw blade on
your sculptures, right?

Because that's the same
blade that was used

to dismember the victim.

Yeah, that's
a very common blade.

So, that's a coincidence, right?
Totally.

Well, here's another
coincidence.

Randall was murdered soon after

you got back into town.

Couldn't handle it, could you?

Being replaced by
another grad student.

I told you.

I got over it.

Not before you trashed his lab,

and got booted out of school.
That was the best thing

that ever happened to me.

Running Randall's
experiments

made me angry and anxious.

Making art is freeing
and cathartic.

Well, I hear that murderers
sometimes say

killing people is pretty freeing
and cathartic, too.

So, where were you on the night
of the 22nd, Victoria?

I was driving

to a craft fair,
in Fredericksburg.

So if that's when he died,

I couldn't
have done it.

Can anybody verify that?

You might want to call
your attorney because, uh,

things are really not looking
good for you right now.

I heard the techs found
more remains.

Yes, in the dump.

The right ulna, radius,
tibia and fibula.

Not much more of him
left to find.

Which is good
because they won't be able

to hold Victoria Andrews
without more proof.

Has Angela had any luck
deciphering the figure

from the bird-cam photo?

Not yet.

Is everything okay, Mr. Bray?

Yes. I'm sorry.

Are you sure?

'Cause you seem upset.

Is it your health?

No. My health is fine.

I'm in remission,
everything's good.

If you need to get that....

No, I'm at work,
and at work I work.

I noticed abrasions on the distal end
of the radius we just found.

Which I didn't think
was a big deal

until I found similar abrasions
on the scaphoid.

Those look like
groove marks.

I thought it was just
animal predation,

but after examining the radius
more closely,

I knew it was just one piece
of the puzzle.

If I put the scaphoid
together with the radius...

I got a perfect fit.

It forms an arc--
they do fit.

It appears to be
a human bite mark.

And judging by the curve

and the size
of the dental arcade,

the bite was made by a female.

Victoria Andrews.

I'll get a warrant
and pull her dental records.

So Victoria did it?

Look at the diastemata
of Victoria's incisors

in relation to the dental
lacerations on the victim.

Was I supposed to know
what you just said?

No, you're just supposed to nod.

Eventually she's gonna
tell you what it means.

Well, the spaces between
Victoria's teeth are too wide

for these marks
to have been left by her.

See? I thought you guys would be
working much better by now.

He does knows the pH of blood,
which is impressive.

- I got a high "B" in my chem lab.
- That's great.

So we can't tie Victoria
to the murder?

Only circumstantially.
Okay. Anything else?

Angela saw a female form
in the shadow

and the dentition appears to be
from a woman.

So, another jealous lover

maybe, but that just puts us
back at square one.

If you want me to help, I got
to finish this test first, okay?

Okay.

This road sign means...?

Oh, I know this one.
It's A) Divided highway begins.

No, it's not.
It's "Divided highway ends."

No.
Aubrey?

I'm staying out of this one.

Based on the directionality
of the arrows, I am correct.

Okay, you're sure about this?
Yes.

Then I'm gonna trust you
on this one.

I'm sorry.
The correct answer was "B."

You're supposed to be a genius.

Officer Stop 'n Go is wrong.
Okay,

would you like to argue
with an officer?

Go ahead.
Well, he's wro...

I'm never wrong.
You are at this instance.

And I'm not going to forget it either.
Is this gonna turn into a fight?

No, it's not going to turn
into a fight 'cause

You know what? I'm going
to argue with Officer Stop 'n Go

and you're going
to go catch a murderer.

All right.
I still challenge it.

I was right.
Okay, you're right.

You're not-- you're wrong.

What are you sitting here,
waiting for?

She's all yours now.

Good luck. Just nod.
Remember, nod. It helps.

What are you looking at?

I used the time of death
you gave me

to pull the correct footage
from the bird camera.

By creating a

high-pass filter
with an adjustable pixel radius,

I was able to remove
the low-frequency details

while allowing
the more in-focus,

high-frequency details
to remain.

As if I needed
another reason to love you.

Whoa.

Wait a minute.

That's Fairbanks' current
girlfriend, Tabitha.

Yeah. This photo shows
her going into his house

two hours before he was killed.

We've been focusing
on the wrong jealous lover.

We've got video of you
sneaking into Randall's house.

So I wonder,
why would you do that?

I swear, I'd never hurt Randy.

His next door neighbor
said that she heard

fighting a few minutes
after you got to the house.

So, what was that
about, hmm?

Victoria?
Victoria?

An old lover surfaces,
maybe you get jealous?

Of her?
Please. She's crazy.

Randy hated her.

So maybe it wasn't about sex.

These journals contain
the studies

that Fairbanks conducted
with Victoria.

So?

So she was just
a grad student like you,

but Fairbanks gave her credit
on all the studies.

These are the studies that
Fairbanks conducted with you.

Your name doesn't appear
anywhere.

Randy had an ego.

He decided to stop sharing credit.
Hmm.

That must've made you mad.

And even a nice person like you
can turn violent.

Isn't that what your
last behavioral study was about?

We weren't fighting
about credit,

not specifically, and I swear,
when I left him,

Randy was alive.

I'm waiting for the part
where I believe you.

Okay, look.

I snuck into Randy's place,

but it was only to spray
my perfume in his bedroom.

Wow, jury's gonna love that one.

Sorry to have wasted your time.

I was conducting a study
of my own on Randy,

to see if subconscious
olfactory reminders of me

would make him more attentive.

He caught me in his bedroom,
and we fought,

because I was conducting a study
without his approval.

So he did want credit.

Yes, who wouldn't?

I worked my ass off for him,

and somehow he thought
that saying,

"I love you" was enough.

I deserve to be acknowledged
for my accomplishments.

Is this a confession,
'cause I should bring someone in

to take this down.
No.

I did not kill
Randall Fairbanks.

We fought, and I left.

And I never saw him again.

Andie, what are you doing here?

I'm supposed to be working.

You know,
you can't sleep with me

and dump me all in the same day.

You just can't do it.

Look, I-I'm sorry
I haven't answered your texts.

Forget about me.

I'm talking about you.

You like me.

A lot.
Yeah.

I do, but that's not the point.

Really?
There's another point?

'Cause I'm pretty sure
that two people

liking each other like this
is what everyone is looking for

everywhere in the world
all the time.

And we're lucky enough
to find it.

So what gives, Wendell?

What do you think?

I mean, sure I'm
in remission now, but...

Okay, if you're gonna do
the whole cancer boy thing,

save your breath.
I'm an oncology nurse.

I see people die every day.

Yeah, but...

I don't want to get close to you

and then have you see me die.

What I've learned
treating patients...

death is just part of the deal.

You know,

we all come
with an expiration date.

That doesn't scare me at all.

And what makes you so sure

you're gonna go
before me anyway?

I had an aunt

who went on a bike ride--

healthiest woman in the world.

She and her husband
were just pedaling along,

laughing, madly in love,

and then a tree branch fell
on her.

Freak accident.

Killed her on the spot.

My Aunt Debbie.

I can give you
her husband's number.

You ask him

if he would've been better off

if they'd never gotten together.

I don't know if I can do it.

Sure you can.

Just... maybe not alone.

Is it okay if
we kiss here?

Who cares?

Mr. Bray,

if you'd like
to keep your job...

Of course, Dr. Saroyan.

I'm almost done.

Another delivery?

Yup.
From a trash barge.

I'm running the particulates
and trace now.

And I already took X rays
for Wendell and Dr. B.

There's a deep cut
on one of the fingers.

Oh. Yeah, that's actually where
I found most of the trace.

Uh, the first thing that
came up was antifreeze.

Well, makes sense.
It was on a trash barge.

Well, it would, if I
hadn't found antifreeze

on the victim's right hand,

which was found at a
different dump site.

Are the left metacarpals
ready for us?

Now you're
in a rush?

Yeah, sorry about that.

Not too sorry, I imagine.

Okay,

I clearly missed
something good.

Anyway, I got some
X rays over there

if you want to take a look
while you're waiting.

There's an abrasion on
the second distal phalanx.

Yes, the victim was cut.

- Maybe by the sculpture?
- No, no.

It was a different
metal. It's

aluminum with less than
one percent manganese.

It's what they
make cans out of.

Um, it probably just
happened on the barge.

Well, the curvature is
consistent with a can,

But this abrasion is perimortem.

Wait a minute, that
might actually explain

the other particulates
that I found

in the cut.
Listen to this.

Salmon, sardines,
flax meal,

chicken liver. That's
everything that you'd find

in a can of cat food.
Except for antifreeze.

Actually,
antifreeze tastes

sweet to animals. It's the
reason so many household pets

consume it and die.
Which means

that someone was trying
to poison Skinner.

Well, we need to
examine him. Perhaps he

scratched or bit the killer.

Congratulations, driver.

Officer Stop 'n Go gives you
the green light to get back on the road.

Ha, ha!

Yeah, that's what I'm talking
about, yeah! Thank you!

Why are you acting like your
hockey team the Finers won?

Not the Finers, they're
the Flyers. That doesn't matter. Look,

Officer Stop 'n Go passed me.
Congratulations, driver.

What do you say we go
for a drive to celebrate?

Well, right now I'd rather
arrest a murderer

who will also be charged
with animal cruelty.

You were looking for me?

Yes, it looks like someone tried
to poison the cat.

Skinner?

Yes.
So what's a skinny cat have

to do with anything here?
It's actually not the cat,

it's the bird the cat ate.
What bird did he eat?

I'm sorry, are you following this?
Sure, we've developed

a shorthand.

We have?
Apparently. So,

what did Skinner eat?
I found

bone fragments
in his stomach.

You cut open Skinner?
What? No! No.

I... I took X rays.

The bones were from
a Bewick's Wren.

All right, you sound very excited by this.
Bewick's Wren is on

Maryland's endangered list.

Oh, my God.

You're kidding.
Right? It makes sense,

doesn't it?
Yes. I don't know

if I like the shorthand thing.

I think we just solved
the case, Agent Booth.

I'll get her
dental records and see if the

bite mark is a match.
You should be

pleased with yourself
for picking Aubrey.

He's quite
competent.

Was that just a compliment?
I tell you what,

why don't you just enjoy
the spotlight for now

and go finish the case, huh?

You wouldn't let anything happen
to your precious birds,

would you?
This is silly.

I wouldn't hurt a fly.

Well, it isn't
a dead fly

we're talking about.
It's Randall Fairbanks.

As a lover
of ornithology, you're

well-versed in animal
behavior. You studied

the migration patterns
of Randall Fairbanks

so you could poison his cat
when he wasn't home.

No. No, no.

But what you didn't know
was that the professor

was on a sabbatical,
which is why

he caught you
trying to kill Skinner.

He grabbed the can
of poisoned cat food

from you and cut his hand
in the process.

No, I-I don't think
that's what happened.

During the struggle

you bit him. That bite mark

matches your dental records.
During the struggle

you must've pushed him,
causing him to stumble

backward and impale himself
on the garden sculpture.

And then there's this.

The saw that you used
to cut him up.

The same saw you used
on your birdhouses.

His blood is on the blade.
A child

could prosecute this case

and win, Ms. Von Mertens.

How could I know that
he'd impale himself?

Do you know
how many times

I begged him to put
a bell on that creature?

Would that have been so hard?

I-Is that too
much to ask?

One little bell?

I was just trying to
protect the Bewick's Wren.

They're so beautiful.

There's really
nothing like them.

Oh, Bones, I almost forgot.

I got you a present.

Oh.

Something so you can study up
on your traffic signals.

Very funny.

I-I apologize for giving you
incorrect information.

You know what,
I tell you what,

I have been looking
for something

to hold over your head
for years. So, you know what?

I have to thank you.

However, unlike you,
I have never

received a citation
for speeding.

That's because you drive
like a grandma.

Face it, Booth-- I'm a much
better driver than you are.

Says who?
The State of Virginia, for starters.

So it's official.
Okay, so if that's a challenge,

I hope it ends in a super cool
drag race.

Oh, that sounds dangerous.

Well, it's not
if you're behind the wheel.

Instead of The Fast
and the Furious, it'd be

The Slow and the Serious.

I did once drive 83
on an interstate.

Oh...

Okay, that's it,
you're under arrest.

Stand up, turn around,
hands behind the back.

Booth.

No, I got to report it, the
law's the law in Virginia.

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