All language subtitles for Bones S11E01 The Loyalty in the Lie

Previously on
Bones...

A plus sign! I'm pregnant!

We're having a baby!
We're having a baby.

Bones, what is all this?

I've been getting
job offers for years.

You know that.
So have you.

Don't you think
we might need a change?

Look, this is
important work, right?

Or don't you think so anymore?
There are other

important things we could do
that won't get us killed.

This is my last case.

You could take the job
at the NSA,

and I could take over
the department at Fulton.

Or we could just have a baby
and live our lives and be happy.

This will be our last case.

Booth and I...
need a change.

I'm gonna miss you so much,
Brennan.

And Booth comes in, he shoots.

Oh, he scores...!

Flyers win! Flyers win!

Flyers win. Oh, wow!

Whew!

Time for you to hit
the showers. Oh.

Look at that, huh?
Hey, Hank, it's a battle axe.

Mommy says it's a plow.

Plow? Where's
the fun in that?

The fun is in the accuracy,
Booth.

The Munich Museum
sent me these to

examine, and I'm teaching
Christine how to properly

categorize and identify.

Wow. Thought you were
working on your new book.

I finished... both of them.

That's amazing.

Ooh! Ooh!

Ooh, ooh, ooh!

Whoa! Whoa!

Hey. Easy.

Sharpshooter
there, huh?

Just like your dad.

Uh, Booth, don't forget--
Angela and Hodgins

are having us over
tonight with the kids.

Tonight? Geez, that's...
that might not be too good.

I mean, it might be
a late night.

Can we reschedule it?
No, we can't reschedule.

You've been working late
all the time, and...

and we promised.
Okay.

Tell you what.
I'll make it work.

We'll make it work. Won't we?

Battle axe. Hank, big
defenseman for the Flyers.

Coming your way.
Here he is, all yours.

Sweetie pie.
All right, there you go.

Okay, I'm late for work.
I got to get going.

Tell Uncle Aubrey I miss him.

Oh, Christine,
you know Daddy doesn't

work for the FBI anymore.

But he goes to the FBI.

Well, it's a whole
new part of the FBI.

See, what I do now is,
I train agents.

Daddy is a freelance
instructor.

- What does "freelance" mean?
- It means that

I can do whatever I want.

I can... I can go
whenever I want.

I'm the boss, right?

It means I can spend
more time with you, right?

More time with the bruiser
battle axe Flyer here.

Oh.

And especially more time with you.
Aw.

All right, listen, I gotta go.
See you later, alligators.

In a while, crocodile!

Take care of that battle axe!

Plow.
Plow!

Plow.

Thank you so much for
catching me on that, all right?

Bye.

Bye.

Exciting news.

I just incubated some
super-fast microbes.

I mean, these guys replicate
like nobody's business.

Yeah, I like to keep my office
a microbe-free zone.

But these are
saccharomyces cerevisiae--

the building blocks of beer.

You know, I don't feel bad
for not knowing that.

We haven't seen Booth
in a while, so, I wanted

to brew him a really nice IPA
for tonight's dinner.

Sorry to interrupt.

Believe me, you're not.

I need a reality check.

I've been searching for a
replacement for Dr. Brennan,

and it's been a half a year.

Every time I find someone
who's qualified,

I reach out to Brennan to get
her thoughts, and, well...

she's had an issue with

every single candidate.

You think if she sees
who her replacement's gonna be,

she'll change her mind
about coming back?

Because that's not happening.

All right, so, what do
you want our opinion on?

Well...

there is one name.

But... I'm not sure.

What would you think
of Arastoo?

Yeah!

Hey, he's perfect for it.

He graduated
with highest honors.

He's been doing an amazing job
filling in. I mean...

Yeah. He probably should've
been in the mix from the start.

Well, I know,
but I'm dating him, I...

so I have to be absolutely sure

that he's the best person
for the job.

Well, I think he'd
be perfect, but...

you're the boss.
It's your decision to make.

Yeah.

Oh.

Well, it looks like it's gonna
have to wait a bit longer.

That's Aubrey.

Got a body
torched in a van.

And it sounds messy.

Good-bye, my friends.

Drink you later.

Uh, Hodgins?

Honey, get the...

Ugh! Gross!

Wow. Someone got their hands on

a world-class incendiary device.

Well, whoever it was really
wanted to get rid of this van.

I had my people
run the VIN.

It was stolen from a mall
in Baltimore this morning.

Your people?
I delegated.

That's how
I get things get done.

Everything about this was
carefully thought out.

Land's owned by a paper company:
no traffic, no hikers.

Who found it?

A fire station 20 miles away
spotted the smoke.

By the time the crew got here,
wasn't much left.

Based on what's left

of the long bones,
we're looking at a male,

over six feet,
athletic build.

Dentition is degraded
from extreme heat, but

this central incisor suggests

he was Caucasian,
probably in his 40's.

Really excellent work, Arastoo.

Do we have cause of death yet?

Not yet, but I suspect

this gun fused to his leg
has something to do with it.

Looks like a Shield 40.

Kept it in an ankle holster.

It's a professional weapon.

But what is that?

Why didn't it burn
like everything else?

Well, it's titanium.

It's probably a toe insert
for a high-end tactical boot.

So, what was this guy up to?

He had only the best equipment.

Unfortunately,
it didn't do him much good.

This stuff is amazing.

It was invented

for housing insulation,
but its uses are endless.

It's fascinating. Any way
you can get this done faster?

Whoa! Patience, my friend.

Do I tell you how to examine your bones?
You don't.

And I'm grateful. And amazed

you did this
without damaging the remains.

Well, don't thank me.

Thank the foam.
I'm okay with just thanking you.

Ready?

This tissue is all ash.

Heat was

so intense,
the brain turned to vapor.

This fissure on the suture line

was caused
by the escaping gases.

So there's nothing I can get
from the body?

No.

It's all on me, but
I can handle this.

I know.

Angie, you okay?

I ran the-the serial number
from the gun--

you know, the gun you
found on the ankle-- and...

You got a name?
Yeah, I couldn't believe it.

It all matches up with what
you found: the age and the

gender, the body
type, all of it.

It's his gun.

Whose gun?

Booth's.

♪ Bones 11x01 ♪
The Loyalty in the Lie
Original Air Date on October 1, 2015

♪ Main Title Theme ♪ The Crystal Method

== sync, corrected by elderman ==
@elder_man

♪ ♪

It makes no sense.

Booth just left the house
this morning.

Do you know where he went?

He's just teaching.

He got delayed.
That's all it is.

It went straight
to voicemail.

We tried calling
Booth, too.

It's the first
thing we did.

It's most likely poor service.

I'll... I'll try again.

Arastoo said the, uh, skeletal
features match Booth's.

And we found his gun.

Impossible.

Booth is done
with field work.

He doesn't carry
his gun anymore.

Well, that's
what I thought.

There was a weapon in every one
of those slots, right?

What did he
do with them?

I have... no idea.

Is that...?

It's Booth's wedding ring.

Brennan, I don't think
that we should...

Not now, Angela.

The bones have been difficult
to examine.

They're very degraded
from the intense fire.

Extreme heat fracturing.

It's impossible to tell
what's antemortem versus...

I am well aware of the
difficulties of the task.

What have you determined so far?

All indications are
that this is Booth.

Indications? Is that
how we decide things?

No, I...

I guess it's going
to be up to me, then...

to know based on
all of the facts.

Of course, but maybe
you shouldn't look at the...

No one is more
qualified than I am

to determine if these
are Booth's remains.

Booth had remodeled fractures

to his calcanei from
parachute training.

Yeah. I pulled Booth's medical
records. I checked for those.

These remains have remodeled
fractures on the calcanei, too.

Uh, bring up X-rays
of the scapulae

and ribs five through eight.

What are you looking for?

Booth was beaten as
a child, by his father.

He has defensive fractures
that would have remodeled.

I looked for those, too,
and found them.

What about Booth's
brain surgery?

The head was too degraded

to find evidence of his
brain surgery, but after

I fully reconstruct the cranium,
I'm quite certain that...

Quite certain?
Indications?

No.

Please leave me with the bones.
I need to do this by myself.

Arastoo...

It's okay.

Dr. Brennan needs to do this.

You think it's him,
don't you?

We left all this behind.

It can't be him.

It just can't.

♪

♪ No paracetamol

♪ Gonna help to numb this pain

♪ No amount of sunlight

♪ Gonna help to ease the day

♪ No wise words

♪ Are gonna take away the gray

♪ Take away the gray...

♪ Take away the gray

♪ There's a hole in my heart
that's missing you ♪

♪ There's a hole in my heart
that's missing you ♪

And, uh, I just feel like, um...

this is going somewhere.

Why did you feel that
this is going somewhere?

No, I just... I feel like
I'm gonna kiss you.

♪ No paracetamol

♪ Gonna help to numb this pain

♪ No amount of sunlight

♪ Gonna help
to ease the day... ♪

Whoa-whoa, listen, Bones,

everything
is gonna be okay

between you
and Angela, all right?

You two are like sisters.

Thanks, Booth.

♪ We never saw it coming

♪ We didn't have a clue

♪ The trees

♪ They lost to winter

♪ As the winds
came running through... ♪

Booth, you're gonna be fine.

I'm right here.
Come on.

You can do this.
You're gonna be fine.

Oh, you're gonna
make it. Come on.

Come on, Booth.

Come on, Booth!

♪ There's a hole in my heart
that's missing you ♪

♪ And this is what
it feels like ♪

♪ There's a hole in my heart
that's missing you ♪

♪ And this is
what it feels like. ♪

Each and every one of you

has a connection
to Seeley Booth.

He's trained us,
sacrificed for us,

and more than one of us
wouldn't be alive today

if it weren't for him,
so we owe it to him

to figure out what the hell
happened out there.

I'm putting one team
in charge of tracking every

single movement that Agent Booth
made in the last 24 hours.

And the rest of you

will go through his casework.
And my office will make sure

you have access
to all the records you need.

Booth put away
a lot of killers.

Any of them could be
out for revenge.

I know how you feel.

Use it to help us
find who did this.

There is no time
to waste here, people.

Security team,
I need you over here.

Booth done sit
in this office ten years.

Believe me, I wish
he was here.

So what was Booth
doing with a gun?

He didn't need it
to teach at Quantico.

Must've been
one hell of a problem

if he didn't come to me.

Or me.

So what the hell...

were you up to, Booth?

The, uh, the eyes
aren't him.

Okay, well,

if I add some tissue
to the supraorbital notch...

fill in the lips...

and fill in the nasal cartilage.

Oh, my, God,

that-that's Booth.

I don't understand this.
Why would he

put himself
in harm's way,

especially after everything
he and Brennan had been through?

We don't know
what happened, exactly.

We just deal with the
concept of him being dead.

It's not Booth.

It's not Booth.

Brennan...

I know you think
I'm being delusional, but...

I have proof.

Booth was in a firefight
a year and a half ago

And this body is
riddled with bullet wounds.

There are so many fractures,
you can't tell

what's a bullet wound and what isn't.
Yes.

It takes a lot
of experience to do so.

Are you sure this isn't Booth?

This is where a
bullet passed through

Booth's body,

breaking off
a portion of the rib bone.

It's fractured, it's consistent.
I-It's in my notes.

When the bullet exited
Booth's body, a small portion

of his left scapula

was carried along with it.

The scapula is intact.

He's alive.

I hope this isn't indicative

of how you've been running
the Jeffersonian in my absence.

This was my oversight,
not Dr. Saroyan's.

I understand
that you're angry and...

You told me
my husband is dead.

Angry doesn't begin
to cover it.

I'm sorry.
There's no time for that.

We still don't know
who this is or how he died.

And we'll figure that out.

Yes, we will.

Dr. Brennan...

This man had Booth's gun.

Now Booth is gone.

I am not leaving
until these bones lead me

to wherever the hell
my husband is.

If Seeley Booth's isn't dead,
he's in trouble.

Well, he swiped into
the C-Structure at Quantico

at 9:23, swiped out
at 9:49 a.m.

I thought Quantico
hadn't seen him.

Well, he never showed up
for his classes,

but he did access the armory.

For what?
Well, they're running inventory,

they'll find it.

He didn't use
any credit cards.

He didn't use his
cell phone all morning.

Unless he was on a burner.

Why would Booth
need a burner?

Why would he need
to take his guns

and leave his wedding ring?

That's weird.
What you got, Cher?

I put out an APB on Booth's car.

It's at long-term parking
at Reagan.

But he never got on a flight.

What?

Her.

Hello, Caroline.

Agent Miller,
this is Agent Aubrey.

Oh, I've heard
a lot about you.

I'm looking forward to collaborating
with you on this case.

Uh, no one told me
I'd be collaborating.

She's from internal
investigations.

There won't be much
of a collaboration.

They've sicced her
on Booth.

I will work with you
to the extent that I can,

but when a former agent is a suspect, it...
Booth?

Booth isn't a suspect.

All we know is that
he disappeared.

Let's not make it out
to be more than that.

Look, I have
a partner, too.

I know how it works. You trust
one another, you get close,

and then it's hard to see
a friend become a suspect.

Okay, if you're gonna
come in here and make

absurd accusations,
then we don't need you.

Not your call.

There's a dead man
on a table, burnt to a crisp

with Booth's gun on him.

Tell me how that doesn't
make him as a suspect.

When was the last time
you saw your husband?

When he left the house
at 8:36 yesterday morning.

That's a very
precise time.

She's a very
precise lady.

I need you to describe
your husband's behavior

over the past few days.

Anthropologically,
there are seven

basic modes of behavior

and many subsets.

I need you
to be more specific.

You might have noticed
that he was stressed.

Or acting out of character.

Surely you might have felt
it if he wasn't his usual self.

You are asking
strictly emotional questions.

It is well-documented
that emotions

are not my area of expertise.

And why would
I do that?

My conclusion is that you are
deliberately attempting

to make me uncomfortable,
in order to extract something

you think I'm hiding.

If that is the case,

I... no longer choose

to participate
in this discussion.

Thank you.

You may go.
You're no longer needed.

You... you can't solve this case
without me.

Dr. Brennan, with
all due respect,

you are the suspect's wife.
What makes you Th...

I'm the world's foremost
forensic anthropologist.

You need me
to examine those bones.

But it's my case.
Which has to do

with my husband.
Which is why

I can have you removed.

You best be careful how
you respond, Cher--

Booth's life might depend on it.

Hey, just in time to check
out a buffelgrass seed.

I found it on the body and
cross-sectioned it for an I.D.,

which is kind of a shame 'cause
it was probably still viable.

How could a seed have stayed
intact during the fire?

Well, that is the amazing
thing about buffelgrass--

it grows on volcanoes,
so it only germinates

after being
exposed to heat.

Good catch.

You're not here to talk about
buffelgrass. What's up?

Do me a favor.

Take a look
at this section of vertebra.

Okay, looks like a
bunch of osteoblasts.

The density's low,
which indicates

a progressed form
of osteoporosis.

That tells us the victim
was an alcoholic.

Yeah, it also tells us that
Dr. Brennan was right--

it wasn't Booth.
Good catch.

I didn't find it.

Dr. Brennan did.
That's two things I've missed.

You can't worry about
what Dr. Brennan said.

It's not what she thinks
I'm worried about.

Whoa.
You're gonna ask Cam?

How can I?
How can I even stay here

if I'm not up to the job? Dr.
Brennan would never have

hired you if she didn't
think you could do this.

And Cam?
Cam would never have kept you

if she didn't know
you could do this.

Hey, when Michael Jordan
retired, you think that

Scottie Pippen just stepped
into his shoes right away?

Pippen didn't
step into Jordan's shoes.

He never won anything
after Jordan retired.

And he wasn't
half the player Jordan was.

Okay, that was
a bad example.

Ter-Terrible example.
My point here is that

you're not Brennan, okay?

But Cam knows how good you are.

Trust me on this.
Take your shot.

So I've gone through

Booth's phone records
for the week.

Calls to Brennan, Parker...

his friends, you among them,

and there's nothing
out of the ordinary.

Booth's smart.

If he's hiding something,
he'd cover his tracks.

You know he wasn't
mixed up in anything.

He has to have
talked to somebody.

He can't have vanished
and left his family

without saying something
to someone.

Oh, my God.

That's it.

What?

We've been going
about this the wrong way.

It's who he didn't talk to
that we need to look at.

The calls he didn't pick up?

Yeah, three of them
yesterday morning.

Wait a second,
I-I know that.

That-That's code.

Um, I'm-I'm not seeing it.

That's because you weren't
ever a Boy Scout. That's...

Scout code: length translates
to number of rings.

Okay, uh...

All right,
I get seven, one, five.

Seven is "G."
One-five, 15 is "O."

Spells "go."

Someone sent him a message.

He wasn't working alone.

You wanted to see me, Dr. Vaziri?
Yes.

I found something interesting on
the left anterior iliac spine.

Striations on the wound.

An indicator he was shot.

I agree. This is
an excellent observation. And...

the bullet would have passed
through the body and...

compromised
the external iliac artery.

You found cause of death.

Huh.

What do you think,
Dr. Vaziri?

There are slight incisions.

The level of remodeling suggests

they're more
than three years old.

They're from
an extremely sharp instrument.

A razor blade or a scalpel.

I believe
you are correct.

This tells me who this is.

How could it?
The victim has

the same bone structure
as Booth.

They even have similar stress
fractures to the calcaneus,

similar injuries indicative
of childhood abuse.

Booth has a brother.

He and Jared were both beaten
by their father.

They both were in the military,
made numerous parachute jumps,

and Jared had
an emergency appendectomy

performed by a field medic.
A botched job

would have left
these incisions.

That explains why
Angela's reconstruction

looks so much like Booth.

If I adjust the eyes...

change some tissue...

I'm now certain that our victim
is Jared Booth.

Jared married Padma eight years ago.
It didn't last.

Because she was a prostitute?

I wasn't withholding that
from you.

Well, you didn't choose
to share it either.

But it was irrelevant.

Jared had difficulties.

After the Navy, he went
from job to job.

I'd hoped she'd be good for him.

Social outliers
like Jared and Padma

are often drawn to each other.

Booth's an outlier, too,

and maybe he's more
like his brother than

you're willing to acknowledge.
No, Booth is not like Jared.

He had documented
authority issues,

mandated counseling,

and a-a gambling addiction

that should have ended
his career.

Booth knew he had weaknesses,

and he worked on them.

Jared refused to work on his.

I'm sure that
created resentment.

I bet they fought.

You are implying that Booth
may have killed his brother.

That is
categorically impossible.

You don't know Booth.

I know that he's been
telling you many lies

and you're just not
willing to accept that.

So, I traced the phone

that called Booth
with the "go" message.

I know it was purchased on
September 15, along with

14 other
cell phones.

So if it was
Jared calling him,

what did he need
so many burners for?

- They couldn't all have been for him.
- Yeah.

My thoughts exactly.

Five were
activated each week

and then discarded
before another set

of five were turned on.

But always in groups of five?
Yeah.

It's a team.

It's not just Booth and Jared.

What were they involved in?

Can you think of anyone

who might have wanted
to harm your husband?

Jared owed money.

Pissed a lot of people off.

But nothing that
would lead to this.

New TV... watch

that you're wearing probably
cost a few thousand dollars.

Doesn't seem like someone
who was in debt.

I threw Jared out
three months ago.

He wanted back in.

The gifts kept getting better
and better.

Did Booth give him
the money?

You're kidding, right?

So you're saying that Booth
didn't give him the money?

I'm saying Booth's wife
convinced him to cut Jared off.

We both know

what would have happened
if we gave Jared the money.

It wouldn't have changed this.

Okay, so if the money
didn't come from Agent Booth

then where did it come from?
I don't know exactly.

A friend was trying
to help him get back on track.

Does this friend have a name?

Kevin O'Donnell.

He's the one on the right.

He was like a brother to Jared.

I finally pieced together
the rest

of the skull
and found perimortem abrasions

on the occipital.

Can you magnify that?

What are those particulates?
I don't know.

Looks like glass,
but the heat from the fire

could have chemically changed
whatever it was.

Well, you should

ask Hodgins to swab it.

Already have.

Uh...

Oh. You're not supposed
to see that.

I wasn't?

Uh, I mean, you were,

but then all this stuff
with Booth started happening

and...
Oh, God.

Is that what I think it is?

It is.

But this isn't the right time.
Is it?

No. I mean...
You're-you're right. There's...

so much going on.

Do you want to see it?

This isn't me asking.

Just showing.

Oh... my... God.

Dude, you asked her.
Good for you.

Uh... no, actually.

She said no?

Uh, he hasn't asked yet.

Okay.
What'd you find out about O'Donnell?

He comes from a family
of Navy lifers.

Discharge?
Honorable. He was decorated.

Geez. Hell of a place
for a war hero to live.

Teaches school now.

We have got to do
something about pay scale.

You Kevin O'Donnell?

We're from the FBI.

What's this about?
Jared Booth, your buddy.

Come on in.

Jared was one of my guys.

I'd never turn my back on anyone
from my unit.

I can't believe he's gone.

When was the last time
you saw him?

Two nights ago.
He was getting a handle

on things, talking about
moving back in with his wife.

When he didn't show
up here last night,

I figured he'd
made up with her.

Well, according to his wife,
they never made up.

I don't know
what to say.

He had a job, was
making good money.

Where was he working?
He said something about security,

but he didn't go into detail.
Did he talk to you

about anything else?
About his brother?

Any illegal activities?

He's dead.

Does that make him a suspect
in something?

No, we're just...

Doing your job. Yeah,
I've heard that one before.

I'll make it easy for you.
The man went through hell.

It's hard to adjust
to civilian life

after the crap we went through.

As far as I'm concerned,
he's a damn hero, and I resent

you putting your garbage
assumptions on him.

These aren't exactly assumptions...
I think we're done here.

Well, we just have a few more questions.
Not even one.

Thank you.

If you think of anything...

Hey.
Hi.

I found these in the fridge.
Oh.

Yeah.

I'm quite certain
these were here when I left.

I know. What's scary is
is they still have not expired.

I know it is a common gesture
to bring someone who is grieving

an offering of food, but...

there's no evidence
that Booth is dead.

I wasn't jumping
to that conclusion, but...

Booth is still out there
somewhere.

I hope so, sweetie.
I really do.

On the fractures

to the posterior portion

of ribs four through seven,

as well as the
spinous processes.

The fractures do appear
to line up symmetrically

at the exterior curve
of the ribs,

suggesting
some kind of blow,

but whatever caused it
must have been quite large.

What if the fractures were
the result of a fall?

Uh... typically,
when someone falls,

the initial impact is either
to the feet or the head.

But what if Jared was attempting
to arrest his own fall?

I see what you're saying.

There are direct
impact fractures

to the posterior aspect
of the vertebral ribs.

And blowout fractures
to the anterior aspect.

Judging from the severity
of these fractures,

he must have fallen
at least 15 meters.

Or three stories.
If it was indeed glass

you found in his occipital,

this may help Dr. Hodgins
identify the source.

You guys were right.

The particulates in
Jared's skull were glass.

This is lead-based.
Unique crystalline structure.

This stuff is only
manufactured in Turkey.

So he was likely shot
by a high-caliber weapon,

then fell
through a third-story window.

I got to get this to Angela.

All we have to do
is look at every building

three stories or higher
that was built

with this stuff.
Can't be that many.

Jared's financials
for the past three years.

You find out

where he was working?
No tax returns. No W-2s.

If he was working,
it was off the books.

But he was buying things
for his wife.

We are gonna get
to the source of that money.

Booth opened up a bank
account three months ago.

The only debits went
directly to Jared.

So?
He was helping his brother.

Or planning
whatever got Jared killed.

At the least, it made
Booth an accessory.

What is it with you?

You will not be satisfied until
you've ruined a good man's name.

Booth's already done that to himself.

Miller.

Oh. Uh, okay.
Uh, Montenegro here.

I-I found something
important.

Oh. Hey, guys.

Ooh. Everything okay?

Peachy. What do you got?

Hodgins found

a grass seed
in the burned-out van.

It's a rare variant
of buffelgrass.

It had to be imported.

Which means it would have to go
through agricultural inspection.

Yeah, I searched
for local addresses on record

with international flora
inspection agencies,

and narrowed it down
to 135 possible locations.

That's not a lead.
That's a wild goose chase.

Uh, I cross-checked
every location

against any houses
with lead-based glass

like the type
that we found in the victim.

You think that we have time to
be running all over the place?

We also know
that Jared Booth fell

from a three-story structure.

And that it's in
McLean, Virginia.

The house is
owned by, uh...

That is

Victor Masbourian.

Wild guess, but I take
it he's not a friend.

Masbourian is the worst
of the worst.

He's into drugs,
racketeering,

human trafficking.

So, if Jared was killed
at Masbourian's house,

Booth might be held
captive there.

We're going in.

You coming with?

♪

In. Let's go.

Clear.

Take the lead.

♪

♪

Holy...

Three men down,
third floor office.

It's a freaking blood bath.

Is that Booth?

AUBREY
No.

It's Masbourian.

Booth isn't here.

Okay. Got it! Okay!

Not now!

Based on rigidity,
Masbourian was killed

approximately 28 hours ago.

That's six hours
after Booth was last seen.

Masbourian was shot
center core,

straight through
the spinal cord.

The shooter was well-trained,
a professional, just like Booth.

There's no way.
Booth's as good

as they get,
but he's no executioner.

Besides,
we don't even have proof

that Booth was here.

We're gonna have
to break it down,

spatter by spatter.

I'm gonna need every inch

of every surface of this room
photographed.

Found something!

A wall safe.

Looks kind of vintage.

Well, that's the genius of it.

It was wired inside.

Opening it.

It tripped a silent alarm.

And that alerted Masbourian.

So, it was a robbery gone wrong.

Very wrong. It's murder.

We're gonna get
the guys behind it,

and one of them is Booth.

Cam called.

They're coming back
with three bodies.

Then I suggest you get
some sleep while you can.

How are you holding up?

Not well.

I have more questions
than answers,

which is unusual for me.

And I'm angry.
Dr. Brennan,

I understand how you're feeling,
but we don't know all the facts.

Booth promised
he wouldn't see Jared.

That's probably the only promise
he couldn't keep.

I don't understand why.

There's a bond between brothers.

If my brother, Hamid, needed me,
I would be there in a second.

That's different.
You risked

your life to go to Iran
because your brother was sick.

Yeah, but what if
Booth's brother needed him?

Jared leaned on Booth
whenever he was in trouble.

Booth and I discussed
this many times.

So, what was he keeping from me?

Finally. There you are.
What are you doing here?

Waiting for you and praying

you didn't come home
with any holes in you.

Nope. Just the ones
I was born with.

That is unseemly.

But I will still
talk to you.

While you were out,
I did some digging.

All right, anything that
brings us closer to Booth?

No, just info on a certain lady
who's been holding back on us.

Agent Miller?

It turns out Booth isn't the
only agent that's gone missing.

Miller's partner up and
vanished four days ago.

It's not on the wires.

No one knows.
Except you.

Well, let's just say
I have many little birds

in many little trees that
owe me many big, fat favors.

So, why didn't Miller
say anything?

Am I suppose to give you
all the answers? Find out.

So, I swabbed the entire inside
of Masbourian's safe.

We got lucky.
How?

The safe was stuffed
full of currency.

I found trace
particulates of glue.

It's what they use on the bands
to wrap hundred-dollar bills.

They use special
bands to wrap hundreds?

It's a state-of-the-art
safe in a drug lord's house.

I don't think he filled it with fives.
Mm, good point.

There were two million dollars
in there.

Two million? What was Booth
doing in that house?

Wait.

I thought we didn't have proof
that Booth was there.

I mapped the bullet holes

and the blood spatter, and
this is what I figured out.

Directionality and
the placement

of the impact wounds indicate
that it was a five-man team.

That is consistent

with the number
of burner phones they bought.

Well, based on the
angle of fire,

these three men were
in a position

to kill Masbourian
and his crew.

Is one of them Booth?
I don't know.

I've got proof that
Booth was there,

and before you
ask me if I'm sure,

I sequenced the
blood four times.

Blood?!

That's Booth
right there.

He was hit.

I mapped the blood.

There was a lot of it.

And it's definitely his.

He must have sustained
a major wound.

I'm sorry.

How long does Booth have?
I can't say.

The one thing I know is that
he needs medical attention now.

You okay, Booth?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

I'll be right out.

We were getting
worried about you.

Yeah, I'm fine.
It's just a scratch, right?

You don't look fine.

Hey, this man's gut-shot.
He needs a doctor.

No doctors.

You still with us?

Yeah. I'm still with you.

Till the end, right?

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